It is the end of a day
and we need a common cause
something to live through life with

not to be a part of
just not to be appalled


Cause in the urban plains
we're just a random flow
something that comes and goes

with a common hope
just not to be appalled
not to be untold


Make it clear or let it rot
yes, i love it when it's painted

it makes me sick
just to hear the sound
of your stupid answers

but i know that it's just a part
of our human nature