Critical Mass

I see no sense in what's going on U sense no meaning, I see no light for us all Cold chill in spine shows me no future There's no safety around us - no protection, no wall Blind ignorance throuth generations It's hidden black on white, I turn to stare There's a taste of blood in my mouth It's sick, when I breathe the air I see no light in the ways that I choose No matter how I twist and turn, I lose I see no light in the ways that I choose No matter how I twist and turn, I lose I can't escape the numb feeling of Perpetual deceiving dreams again Problems too dark to touch, we're reaching Critical mass - The end