I don't like parties
They avoid the truth
People lying
In search of a good time
We smile avoid
Unpleasant situations
Put it off, maybe
It will go away
Come together, divide by ages
We're always talking thoughts
But nothing ever changes
It's the end of a year...
There's another one coming (oh no!)
There will be no victory
No progress made
If we do not stand apart
From the enemy
Oh weak foundations
That we've laid
Melt with the years
You are nothing
Come together, divide by ages
We're always talking
But nothing ever changes
It's the end of a fucked up year...
There's another one coming (oh shit!)
We don't move forward
But away
We distance ourselves from
Our history
Justified with cliches
We're just scared of dying
Words are not enough
Words are not enough
Words are not enough
Words are not enough
Words are not enough
Words are never enough