Senseless sense,

restless sleep,

empty existence.

Nowhere to go

no need to find,

because of broken promises.

We live in the present

with our hopes

in an unknown future.

Because the future we know,

the future we perceive,

the future they've been selling us,

it's a lie.

And it's not enough.

So we cry

in our silent sadness.

So we claim

in our eternal gloom.

So we shout

in our apathy

because we can't find answers

because we feel drained

because we don't buy it

because we don't believe

in changing the world.

But we all know

that the world could be different.