What can i say
For the end of twentieth century now
Social problems confusing all my way...
What can i do
How to accept this reality
Dreaming for a better life night and day...
Confounded in the mass
Unconscious in this trash
Saves myself not for a long time...
Looking for new alternatives how?
Nothing is changing in this world of terror
Seems only the clothes of people changing
Rightful hair is confusion world...
What can i say
For the inevitable end of world
This painful reality owns my way...
What can i do to escape from this reality
Cruelty of world brings me to suicide...
Troubles in my thoughts
Masterful in my life
Having no mercy for me now...
Losing the hope for a better life
Indicating for all my way
Seems the wrong direction to go through
Possessor is confusion world.
