Confused about what I really feel
Empty people, empty minds who lead
Am I just the only one that sees
This living is pure insanity
They say: "Do this!,
Do that!", no peace
You're a slave, you're a pawn
Time's out, now you're gone!
I
Have a bad feeling
'bout this crazy
Hurried world
When
You'll grow up
There'll be no hands
You can hold
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling
Flooded with the insecurity
Sore from the state of impurity
Let me be, let me be, let me be me
The bomb is ticking (tick, tick, tick) let the clock run free
They say: "Do this!,
Do that!", no peace
You're a slave, you're a pawn
Time's out, now you're gone!
I
Have a bad feeling
'bout this crazy
Hurried world
When
You'll grow up
There'll be no hands
You can hold
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling
Bad
Feeling