Crawling ditches 
Searching for early days 
Look at this world 
It says clearly not for you 

Low vacant 
It's not for pretty eyes 
You gonna take it 
It's pointing straight at you 

How alone you must be 
That you can't really feel 
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you 
In this day lay standing in a crowd 
Screaming, screaming 

Reading wishes about lies, diseases 
It's making me feel sick and poor 
'Cause you gotta go, you gotta move 
You gotta have lot of goals 
Don't you ever lose this pressure?? 

How alone you must be 
That you can't really feel 
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you 
In this day lay standing in a crowd 
Screaming, screaming 

The wishes won't go any further 
if they your sore throat 
you just shouldn't be 

How alone you must be 
That you can't really feel 
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you 
In this day lay standing in a crowd 
Screaming, screaming