‘Should I run away again?’
Says the weakness I can’t fully hide.
I’ve grown into quite the coward, you see—
Lining up excuses upon excuses as I lament.
If I want to break out of this, then,
Crying all day won’t make
Things any easier.
So prepare yourself.
Don’t get flustered.
Try on some resolve.

I don’t have anything.
I don’t have anything, see.
It’s a society of worldly desires,
Where winning and losing can’t fill you up.

Take a good look at yourself.
Take a good look.

Music is by no means an escape, but
Rock music is my dear friend.
With loneliness accosting you, to overcome
What you see ahead, stake your life and go forth.

I don’t have anything.
I don’t have anything, see.
It’s a society of worldly desires,
Where winning and losing can’t fill you up.

I don’t have anything.
I don’t have anything, see.
It’s a society of destruction,
Let us forsake our dependence.

Take a good look at yourself.
The reality is it’s a bunch of contradictory excuses.
Go beyond it, overcome.
Go beyond it, overcome.

By a bundle of
Pretty words, you were
Convinced to sell your soul.
You are bathing in showers of poison.

What does it mean to live?
What does it mean to die, exactly?
I won’t listen to what you say;
Merely to my sinful desires, my instincts,
That I can’t control.
Nonetheless, I am torn apart—
So don’t fall any further.
Grasp onto tomorrow, onto the future.

I don’t have anything.
I don’t have anything, see.
It has become everyday happenstance.
Don’t lose sight of yourself.
I don’t have anything.
I don’t have anything, see.
Stop your dependence immediately
And grasp onto tomorrow, onto the future.

Take a good look at yourself.
The reality is it’s a bunch of contradictory excuses.
Go beyond it, overcome,
And become a version of yourself that you’ve never seen.