Is this all there is?
there's nothing to see
a world that asked so [bad word] me
what's that empty
it's all still in line
in this endless parade
there must be something pure
to fill the lonely void
of history

Wake up
stop pretending
this day's
beginning and ending
no more
strained illusions
no joy
scream [bad word] away
no way
of survival
new day
is trying arrival
take back
all that you gave up

Is this all there is?
it's all still in line
there's nothing to win
a world that asked so much
what's that empty
there must be something pure
to fill this lonely void
of history

Wake up
stop pretending
this day's
beginning and ending
no more
strained illusions
no joy
scream [bad word] away
no way
of survival
new day
is trying arrival
take back
all that you gave up