Testo di Lunatic Society

Obsessions, possessions, depression: Something that i've not yet reached The world around me is filled with madheads When comes the time it catches me? Give me an explanation For this fucked up civilisation Fucked up - by hate! Fucked up - by love! Fucked up - by anxiety! Fucked up - by society! Life is hell, the use of dope... A logical conclusion, it's human expression The world is dangerous, defend with weapons... Can anybody warn us for this verbal aggression? Dreams, madness, voices, psycho's, class... Deathmasks, questions, suicide, stress... The pressure putten on you makes you fucking mad. Physical violence by this insanity it's fed Sautner on with it in a society of fiction Commit a crime and take it into conviction... When comes the time it catches me?