Look at the window
[There is
nothing to see]
No
beautiful horizon
Look at
the window
Human life
in this world is forever gone
Look at
the window
Misery is
manufactured criminally
Look at
the window
Nothing is
fair
Nothing is
what it should be
Look at
the window
[There is
no room in this world for honesty]
Look at
the window
Nobody to
meet
Nobody to
greet
Look at
the window
Nothing to
look forward to
It is a
world of no rules
Look at
the window
And forget
the hope
Of ever
enjoying rights in this world
Look at
the window
They are
cynical enough
To tell
you there is loyalty in competition
So that
only a few people know how to play
And can
actually win some day
Look at
the window
Look at
the window
Look at
the window
Why
stressing out
Why
putting effort and stuff
Look at
the window
For you,
there is absolutely no chance
Look at
the window
People are
indifferent
People are
cold
[It is
beyond the end of the world]
Look at
the window
And stop
living life
To try to
get out of here
Look at
the window
Perhaps an
alien will rescue soon
[Perhaps
finally you will find a who like you]
Look at
the window
Maybe
there is wealth and pleasure
But if you
are honest then you won't
Look at
the window
The
boundaries were all crossed long time ago
Look at
the window
[And stop
thinking that this is home]
Look at
the window
And hope
flying saucers will finally come for you
Look at
the window
There is
no Pope, no love, [absolutely no hope]
Look at
the window
All that
should be
Is always
in your delusion to see
[Look at
the window]
[And stop
having your feelings coming annoying me]
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