Lyric

A future, hmmm, that is, one that can be restrained from time to time

The mind fills with a sense of dread that is not there, that has become so

Sometimes I light a cigarette and roam the dark streets

I'm not sure, walking around fills me with something

But maybe I'm hoping for something

Maybe I'm hoping for something

The world that's supposed to be so beautiful

I wonder if things might be different

I wonder if it won't change things

I wonder what I would have said when I saw the sunrise

I would have said

"What a beautiful sight!"

But now all that's left is an empty feeling

I'm left with a feeling of emptiness

The need for completion, the satisfaction

There is nothing in the world that satisfies

No longer exist in this world?

No longer exist in this world?

If so, then all that is left

All that is left in the world is absurdity and ruin

What Will Happen

No one knows

Even with all this misery and unhappiness

God doesn't show up

He probably hates us

I walk the streets at night again

In the darkness of the night