Paroles de Sick Man

Along this way I see you stealing everything Selling it, and buy your coffin In a dark room wide open your eyes Without reason, without life I've gota question, I need to ask you I wonder why you want to keep up This fucking way Don't be afraid of living Don't let it knock you down You must defeat this weakness And forget your shame Let's destroythe "fear industry" Give your life some sense Lets just face it Just let me hold your hand Life and death, everybody compares'em You are free, make your choice You're digging up your own fucking grave But your friends and parents are Going inside it with you