You feel that everything's gone
Horrible unfortunable moment
For everything you used to lean on

Another day started with
Inhabited lameness
You turned out to be born
Without your face
Next revaluation of attiude
Not wanted now
Weird feelings - though known from the past
Constipation of minds

Possibility of come back - doesn't exist
Possibility of recall - doesn't exist
You don't want that
No sense in pulling this shit
No power to stand it all
It's a fucking need to pretend

Feelings overgrown by ambitions
The worst punishment for likeness
You've got no chance for reformation -
Consequences of not wanted mistakes