Strange Days کے بول

Everything the world has seems strange. Just like bull shit. Thinking it formed by the history of power. There's nothing reallity to me. I feel emptiness. Why don't you have doubt for life in this warped system? Please give me perfect answers. Break Break Break Break the conection How can I control myself? It's for change I'm not welcomed no matter where I go. No. I might refuse it. I feel like I don't know where I exist. Walking while being careful on a gloomy road. How can you keep your sight good in this evil system The strange days will be done. Come up the guiding light. The glorious days will come. The plot broke down. I'm searching for the answers I'm making sure my steps.