I see them stressed, depressed, got worries they can't forget:
Here they are in all this pain
If only they could somehow change
So everybody is the same.
Then all their problems might just fade...

Distressed, compressed, their minds are all a mess,
Bridled, suicidal, they can't escape their titles.
They can't live here in all this pain,
Why can't everybody change
So everybody is the same?
Indivuality decay.

Compelled, withheld, led them straight to hell.
They think this is the only way,
But there is no way to win this game,
And there is a price they'll have to pay,
Maybe they will learn one day...