Despicable - Aphyxion

Your life withering away

Who will remember your name

Keep on believing, oh keep on believing

That all this shit will make sense in the end

You’ve got your job from nine to five, a little house, a pretty wife

The tension building up inside

Let go of your senses

Stand up

Fight

Believe

Just looking at your face, makes me vomit in disgrace

Is it really you, living your life

Or are you pulled by the strings of this fucked up mankind?

No one to turn to

It’s time to face yourself

(face yourself)

Your soul inflicted, with the disease of society

Reach out, take affair, release your inner hate

Just looking at your face, makes me vomit in disgrace

Is it really you, living your life

Or are you pulled by the strings of this fucked up mankind?