So Bitter

Hello nothing, hollow everything!
Today is not my day, today is not my month or year
And it's getting worse, and optimism is on level one
You call it living, i call it surviving
Future's only son is dishonour
So lie, cheat, steal or bow your head

Brand new class has been born
With distorded system for reckognising right from wrong
Shruggin' shoulders and lookin' the other way becomes lesson ?1
Future's only son is dishonour
So lie, cheat, steal or bow your head

There is nothing i can say, and nothing i can do
I pray for something new