monday morning, routine begins
for some is school and for others is work
the hope I once had is falling apart
these hands are about to fall
victims, another day of feeling old
following these patterns
modern life, money rules
values, just values wich are imposed upon us
and yes, I'm a victim too
and even seeing I'm not able to run
even writing this song, doesnt make a difference
but I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
victims, another day of feeling old
following these patterns
modern life, money rules
values, just values wich are imposed upon us
and I try! and I try!!! not to bend, but it consumes me
I'm consumed, I cant see, this pressure blinds me
I cannot be me, we all forget who we are
taking more than we need, lost in apathy and greed
and just tell me, are we going to live or just merely exist?
c'mon, tell me!! are you singing with me and willing break free?
victims, another day of feeling old
following these patterns
modern life, money rules
values, just values wich are imposed upon us!!
