Dying

<br>Nobody is really save<br>Nobody is really brave<br>Noone is really kind<br>The evil always hides inside<br><br>We are nocturnal beings<br>We own sinister feelings<br>We all can be victims of random agressions<br><br>At the daily horrorshow<br>I hear on my radio<br>Brutality is where I stand<br>And where I go<br><br>I FEEL LIKE DYING<br>I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE<br>NOONE HEARS MY CRYING<br>IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY<br>PHOBIA IS AWAITING ME<br><br>We hide the darkness<br>Of our souls<br>A friendly smile<br>Is all we show<br><br>Under the surface<br>Of our kind faces<br>All childhood wounds<br>Have left their traces<br><br>At the daily horrorshow<br>I hear on my radio<br>Brutality is where I stand<br>And where I go<br><br>I FEEL LIKE DYING<br>I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE<br>NOONE HEARS MY CRYING<br>IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY<br><br>I try to hide from society<br>I see through their conspiracy<br>Of violence<br><br>I am afraid of physical pain<br>Imaginations of hurt is what I can`t stand<br>What I can`t stand<br><br>Nobody is really save<br>Nobody is really brave<br>Noone is really kind<br>The evil always hides in mind<br><br>I FEEL LIKE DYING<br>I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE<br>NOONE HEARS MY CRYING<br>IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY<br>PHOBIA IS AWAITING ME