People walk around with programmed heads
Filling our brains with a need to be dead
Killing without regrets
Mouths full of empty threats

Blood spills like water
And we all pretend
Like nothing is going on, no it's not the end

We are blinded by our own minds
Pushing away what they say
Going around in circles in order to rewind

Depressed children with broken hearts
Wondering why the family is split apart
Tombstones with grandpa's name
Playing the same old game

There's no one there
Our dreams are crushed
Nothing matters, no one cares

Empty hearts waiting to picked up
Finger-shaped bruises waiting for back-up
And we run away
Until we're out of breath...
Until there is nothing left.....