John Doe

Every day's just a boring circle of obligations Yeah I'm becoming another patient I stay in line bound to this illness Fading away in this boundless stillness Screams are pouring out of my mind When I see how much the world's gone blind Screams are pouring out of my head All this time we're wasting Maybe we're just better of dead Don't wanna be like you without something to give With no passion inside with no real reason to live Still you stay in line bound to illness and fear You're gonna fade a way in less than a year Screams are pouring out of my mind When I see how much the world's gone blind Screams are pouring out of my head All this time we're wasting Maybe we're just better of dead