One Out Of Five Testo

One out of five When I walk down the streets And look at all the people Expensive clothes and empty eyes I feel that they mean nothing to me There´s so much that they lack And They´ll never even know Everybody wants to join The club of bloody lunations Braindead creatures in love with themselves One out of five will freak out That´s for sure like a living Bomb Ready to explode All those empty promises of beautiful people In an ever-happy world I can´t stand it all no more Pictures of a war - moments of despair Masses of commercials People are blown to bits In stupid videos Hopeless faces look at you How can you cope with the Contradictions? They´re forcing us into hollow clichés They´re turning life into shit I cannot vomit as much as i would really like to Seeing all the mutants Seeing it all go to hell So many intelligent words Have been said and written So many beautiful things Have been created Just to be covered up by tons of bullshit BOLLOCKS