Your twisted cynicism - makes me feel sick -

Your open disgust for idealistic naive

Youve given up hope youre jaded and ill

The trouble is your thoughts a catching disease

Ooh - you need to get away -

Ooh - you need a change of pace -

Because youre all dried up and you dont believe

You reckon Im dreaming when I say I still feel real

You say you work for yourself and its the only way

But I look at you talking and to me you just scrape away -



What makes once young minds get in this state,

Is it age or just the social climate

Youre talking like some fucking hardend mp

Youre saying powers all!

And its power you need!



Ooh - you need to get away -

Ooh - you need a change of place -

Because youve given up on hope -

Youre emotionless -

Youve no need for love its just hate, hate, hate.

But I look at you shaking and it is you -

Who is scraping away



You who is scraping away.