I wake up on a cold monday morning
I get up and i can feel one thing
another fucking day is starting
and the clock of life is ticking
all my time is running away
there's no reason for me to stay

Freedom's just a word
lost in this strange world
where times still flies by
senseless days until we die

I wake up another lonely morning
i get up but there's still nothing
for breakfast just a cigarette
not the dream that i once had
all my time is running away
there's no reason for me to stay

Freedom's just a word
lost in this strange world
where times still flies by
senseless days until we die

My whole world should be rearranged
in a wicked way I can never change