some class. i am not sure.

[myticktockclock]

It doesn’t matter where I go
I will still will be the ones I know
With all the symptoms that they bring
Wanting always the same old thing
It doesn’t matter where I look
It doesn’t matter what I took
With dismay my head I shook
When I realized, I was identical

We are all, stuck in a well
Where our only light of hope, comes from up above
Around us are the shallow waters which we drown
It’s what makes us want to live to get ourselves crowned

I am the same, as all the others
Fighting for, all that they fight for
In a society of pure mind control
I feel stuck, in a well, like all the others

It doesn’t matter where I go
I will still will be the ones I know
With all the symptoms that they bring
Wanting always the same old thing
It doesn’t matter where I look
It doesn’t matter what I took
With dismay my head I shook
When I realized I was identical

It’s really a curse of our race
This epidemic of wanting more then we own
It’s this greed that makes us prone
To be left here on Earth, all alone
When everything else fails, we all will be condoned
To fall right back into ourselves, to fall back into our darkness