Kill The Script - This Day Forward

The plan revamped processed to fit the man grasp on

to a vague notion that everything will be ok desperate heartless dragged down

by a crippled will that hides

its face in shame too much pride to swallow in one

gulp it was so comical but as it turned out I did not

break into laughter I wasn’t laughing this vision of success has been

undermined by the false pretense on

which it has settled I’m so sick of seeing the same

role played with each possession gained the smile on

your face grows along with the void in your heart

«money brings happiness» it was so well written I detest your perfection and I

choose to kill the script.