Worthless existence is casting a gloom
And you're smoking pot in your living room
Getting wasted every day
Or what is your way to escape from the reality?
In the quest for happiness
All you got is a promise of reward
You end up with nothing
Totally abhorred
Over and over you launch that hectic sprint
Look! He's right on your hills
You cannot run away from yourself
Neither atone for your sins
In the quest for happiness
All you got is a promise of reward
You end up with nothing
Totally abhorred