There ain't nothing worse

Than feeling necessary

We're just spare-parts

Of a bad machine

If you're not working

They'll throw you out

And your blood, your sweat

Will be replaced

Take a chance

And try to be mine

I want to drag you to the wrong direction

Another day another way

To waste my time

I don't agree with them I change my mind

Against the stream

My greed

Is now quietism

I break the cue

I quibble your reasons

Take a chance

And try to be mine

I want to drag you to the wrong direction

Social pressure is killing me, killing me

I won't learn by our history history