My arms kill myself
My tendons were torned
My arms kill myself
A feeling that's betrayed by the believes
It was here even before I was awake
Jast that
A cap of mornning coffee strikes me with the Third world
A pang of guiltiness like a wad of chewing gum on the shoe sole
My heart aches rule my heart
Please help me out
Capitalism stole my identity
Communism soil my purityness
I don't know what was right
Everlasting love
I don't belive it anymore