Seems that for every step forward it's a dozen steps back And the restless nights have taken their toll Still tired of the people and still tired of their ways Feel the noose comfort my neck as the truth sinks in on me I can't control this rage I'm counting down my days As good intentions dwell in your corrupt maze So step out of your shoes Take a walk in mine Feel the weight of the world crush your helpless spine scorned and spit out, but at least i tried And in the end i can say that i set astray From all the liars, fucking rats and twofaced snakes Never conformed to the laws of your disgusting games So until my days are through i will suffer to survive Snatch life by the neck, make it succumb to my My ways and my goal, for a twist of fate I will suffer to survive in this world of hate