Letra de Lifestyle

In pursuit we're born Always too young Always too old Death as a prize Darkness as light The hunger never to be so satisfied Afraid to speak We choose to abide By a script and a scene In ugly supply answers arranged to numb us I wanna fuck I wanna cry Lifestyle Will you give into me An endless need is all that I am It's all that I have I'm entitled I deserve it I've done nothing to fucking earn anything I'm nothing without these things When the nighttime comes Done up Bow down to a code Every prescription filled Still Still we end up alone Why do we succumb? When will I be done? I'm entitled I deserve this I've done nothing to fucking earn anything I'm nothing without these things I'm nothing without these things I'm nothing without these things I'm nothing Nothing No '''What's wrong with me?'''