and i see how its all gone
down hill
everyone follows the
crowds and i see
no will
no will to think
no will to fight
but to follow
without the consent
of the others they wont
spit or swallow
i need to find
a place to hide
with no sorrow
Chourus
im trying to get away from this place
this boring and monotonous haze
all i can see is the shame
that the mindless promote and the shelfish proclaim
get away from me
they are my downfall
Chourus end
we are all outcasts because we think for ourselves
weve become the outcasts
personal integrity is disappearing way to fast
a concept forgotten and lost in the past
cant you see whats
going on
here and now
open you minds before consciosness takes
its final bow