I wish i care a little more
About how my life is going
I use to be a a guy "next door"
But now it seems so dumb and boring
I feel like everything so clear
About other folks intentions
Instead of feeling brave and fear
I start to see from fifth dimention
Its like its not about me
And I observe life as spectator
Like i forgot who should I be
And run away as silent traitor
I guess its just about world
That doesnt match my sense of justice
With stupid rules, with lust for gold
Perfection never gained by practice
There is so much I'd glad to change
Not in the world, but my perception
Not feel so sad and oddly strange
About my final destination