The more I see – the less I believe
The more I hear – the less I care
this world we've created
has left me cold
this world is sedated
dying in its sleep

I feel nothing

seen it written on a thousand faces
the simple [bad word] we fear
seen it happen in a thousand places
instinct brought us here

The more I see – the less I believe
The more I hear – the less I care
we used to be the chosen ones
second to none
look at what we've [bad word] a pathetic excuse for life

I feel nothing

I can feel nothing
nothing at all
except for the pain
that hits me again