I'll curse the day

But I will not accept defeat

I will not accept sickening psychology

Because the pain I have is the pain that I created

I'm a product of a society separated

By thoughtful stares of a thoughtless crowd

This world is poisoned

By injustices

That they've avowed

I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself

I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself

I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself

I'll cursе the day I relied on anyonе but myself

But I will not accept defeat

I will not accept sickening psychology

Because the pain I have is the pain that I created

I'm a product of a society separated

Though I become preoccupied with this pollution of lies

I've been finding ways to keep my head on straight

Don't reminisce about the better days

To see

To touch

To feel

This pain

My life is a cold war for progression

A battle of wits and minds instead of weapons

My life is a cold war for progression

A battle of wits and minds instead of weapons