Wondering why it's all so boring 
Suicide, confusion all around 
No pub you feel home, no records to please you 
You're strangled by the crowd, there's no fucking way out 

You don't seem to understand 
It's the world that you live in (world you live in) 
You don't seem to understand 
It's the world that you live in (world you live in) 

Working all day, commander above you 
A feeling of repression has annoyed your inner 
Entangled by the system, you're scheduled all the time 
Detach you from the mass, don't have to follow their line 

You don't seem to understand 
It's the world that you live in (world you live in) 
You don't seem to understand 
It's the world that you live in (world you live in) 



(c) Funeral Dress