Future Primitive

Another day, I've got no convictions Hard to say when it all will end And either way, it's to hell with ambitions Losing faith is the brand new trend I won't believe it, I see no exceptions We've both been cheated, but you call it "free" This social disease is just getting to me I don't want to wait, so I'm Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame It's all too much now Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same So I'm just letting go If you're asking me, well, the future looks empty Nothing more than some dead-end signs It's looking blеak and it's less than tempting We'rе just losing our state of mind I won't believe it, I see no exceptions We've all been cheated, but you call it "free" The social disease is just getting to me I don't want to wait, so I'm Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame It's all too much now Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same So I'm just letting go It's too late to change your mind So go yours, I'll go mine Another day, I've got no convictions Hard to say when it all will end And either way, it's to hell with ambitions Losing faith is the brand new trend I won't believe it, I see no exceptions We've all been cheated, but you call it "free" The social disease is just getting to me I don't want to wait, so I'm Letting go, whoa, maybe we're all to blame It's all too much now Whoa, whoa, lately it's all the same So I'm just letting go No faith, no answers found No trace of meaning, there's nothing, no sound