Disillusioned

By the 'every day' (By the 'every day')

What's it mean to feel nothing

When it should be...

Pain?

I can't take this anymore

The black dog's knocking at my door

(A former NEET just living check to check)

I can't take this anymore

(They look away 'cause I'm a fucking wreck)

Work-life; die young, die poor

So I take a shallow breath

And let it sink in

This life is something

I will never fucking win

Pestilence (Infects the veins of every nonconformist)

Ignorance (Because the truth is often not the warmest)

Desolate; just clock out last

Kiss each ass, and smile through the torment

The flowers bloom again

But still, they have no scent

Your God isn't dead; he just fucking up and went

I've been disillusioned with the 'every day' when everything still fades to grey

No excuses, no escape

What else is there left to see?

"What else do you have to say?"

A wage slave to a corporate king

I know that 'I am nothing' (...thing)

A sole statistic

On the misery index

(I know that I am nothing)

(I know that I am nothing)

"I'm better off dead, no doubt about that"

I'm a lone wolf bleeding out the pack

And I'm down an eye but fuck your vision

I'm playing god; your dreams are slipping

Are we dead or are we livin'?

Are we dead or are we livin'?

Or it's just an intermission

80-hour submission

(Cardiac contusions)

A salaryman

With a dead-end plan (Plan)

(Bitter and reclusive)

Nowhere to run (Run)

So I'll die where I stand

I can't take this anymore

The black dog's clawing at my door

(Another kid just hoping for the best)

I can't take this anymore

(Don't look my way, I'm a fucking mess)

Work-life; die young, die poor

Fuck

End it

過労死