No escape from this cycle of hate
Cursed to waste our lives chasing hopeless dreams
We were promised happy endings
Under false pretences the end is always out of reach
We've had the wool pulled over our eyes
We've been blinded by the lights for too long
You can fool most of the people most of the time
I know I'm being lied to.
'I saw the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
Dragging themselves through the streets at dawn
Looking for an angry fix' (- Allen Ginsberg)
An angry fix.
Ugly and dissatisfied, empty and incomplete
Aim for the stars maybe you'll hit the pavement
The light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train.
No escape from this cycle of hate
Cursed to waste our lives chasing hopeless dreams
We were promised happy endings
Under false pretences the end is always out of reach
We've had the wool pulled over our eyes
We've been blinded by the lights for too long
You can fool most of the people most of the time
I know I'm being lied to.
'I saw the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
Dragging themselves through the streets at dawn
Looking for an angry fix'.
An angry fix.
It never ends.
