Bread that you eat in the morning;

Bread that you eat at night

It's just a matter of story,

It's just a matter of time.

Roll yourself in the dirt and you will see

How everything comes to you for free.

Monsters of beauty, shame at night.

Long time no see… it's because I was high.

Freedom in jail or prisoners of reality.

Don't you see how we failed in this life of vivality

You put your hand up saying I know

But when the time comes you move it with the flow

Then you think everybody's running

And move it faster just before falling.

Don't you see how it's fun?

Don't you see how it's done?

Run into it and you will be free…

Shoot yourself and you'll be sorry.

Freedom in jail or prisoners of reality

Don't you see how we failed in this life of vivality.