This is not my time
This is not my place
My future is not reserved (for this)
A step towards the future
A future without hope
Where we will only find hatred and discord
Are you okay?
Do you want to be well?
So suffer
Wear out
Are you okay?
You'll never be well!
So suffer
Or just run
There is no love between people
Only cruel interests (ruthless)
And everything you want is peace
Where you will never find
Times of dis grace
Times of disgrace
At this moment I have no idea to change this
I do not even want it either
Now it does not matter if you're good enough
Because then there is no better or worse