wtc11
Lyrics
Morbid Existence
WTC11
I
I don’t know what to do with my life, I am confused, I am distressed (RAP)
I am in chains enslave by possessions, I’m not free, I’m still existing
RAP:
Distress, my mind in distress focusing on something forgetting all the rest
Oppressed, I’m in chains with system of the so called material excess
Living a life unsatisfied is not worth living I can see in your eyes
I must confess all living things will cease and die just like the rest
Chorus1:
Coz I want to change and I want to feel your love
II
In this life, nothing to offer pain and suffering, death and tears (RAP)
Wealth dominates you, possessions possess you, I’m not free in death we are free
RAP:
Tears and fears flow from my eyes I can’t realize all materialize
Class clashes never ending struggle of the proletariat and the masses against Imperialist
Injustice is what I feel in this world, cause by greed, power and money
Money is what makes the world go round; you’re seated with your scepter and your golden crown
Repeat Chorus1
Bridge:
I know what you told me, to find a meaning in my life…
And I know what to do, Oh please get out of my sight
Guitar Solo
Chorus2:
Coz I want to change and I want to feel your love
And I want to be satisfied and I want to be free…