| "Vision" Decisions come quickly Feeling tired and sickly to whom will I listen? Ignore all my visions But I am still a Victim of our daily System don't count on me today tomorrow you will pay Things are not - lining up Why should I - give a fuck I'm reaching - to the top and sinking - to the rocks... Alone in my room the dusk approaches too soon I am cold and weary My thoughts are interfearing But i am still a person and you just make it worsen Don't fret on me today Our trust has gone away Things are not - lining up Why should I - give a fuck I'm reaching - to the top and sinking - to the rocks... ...But this is still a prison and nothing but a Vision Decisions come quickly Why isn't my life... ...Lining up I should just give up I'm reaching to the top and sinking to the rocks I cannot be myself Or anybody else You've got your problems And with me they won't be dealt |