As we walk into this life, everthings so black and white,
We're not ready for all the [bad word] [bad word] 
We've chosen not to hear the [bad word]  a thing that's learnt in mispent youth.
Nothing's clear exept manipulation.
Living every single day, condeming every word I say.
Your back against the wall, but every thing is gone and yet you're still here holding on, and everything you know...
Is [bad word] burning!

Through the darkness of these years, we're swept away with all our tears, you clutch at straws as you look for an answer.