Lyrics

As I sit here just existing,
Nothing moves me I am listening,
Desperate for some inspiration,
To break my lowered expectations.

The graffiti on the wall,
Might as well be a Bible,
There?s no justice of fair play,
There is no Hell or Judgment Day.

I look out of my window,
and I?m blinded by monotony.
The darkness of a world so bright,
It makes me want to shut my eyes.

So cynical,
The world will eat me whole,
If I let it get the best there is of me.
Trapped in a rut,
The world has kicked my butt,
And I will look no more for truth or meaning again,
I will look no more for truth or meaning again.

When I say I?m realistic,
I really mean I?m nihilistic,
If we?re gonna be solipsistic,
We might as well be hedonistic.