Lyrics:

With nothing better to do

No one to come home to

I woefully conclude

To take it out on you

I'm bored to the extreme

This world of foolish dreams

Disillusion

I am not who I seem to be

Yeah sure I might do harm

And bear my right to arm

Retribution

If only someone would listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me


A room an empty shelf

A book on mental health

I look for inner wealth

A punish in myself

I'm bored to the extreme

This world of foolish dreams

Disillusion

I am not who I seem to be

Yeah sure I might do harm

And bare my right to arm

Retribution

If only someone would listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me

Listen to me