I have had it easy for most of my life Adulthood has brought me a series of complications Swallow these nails, turn away I must not look back The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles It feels like I have been fighting for nothing The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles I have been too caught up in this crying game and I want out I am sick of hearing myself whine Drink this wine and choke Here I am, still screaming away the same problems That have fuelled this engine for years I have bathed the faceless in a cesspool filled with my own tears The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles It feels like I have been fighting for nothing The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles I have been too caught up in this crying game I quit Deep down there is shade in all of us but there is also luminosity My flaws have now been exposed by its brightness