End of line No more singing lullabies to adults Never take the time I don't want to be alive Fed the mind Underlying, underlining trauma Never had the time No more 'it will be alright' Feeling like a lion behind bars Watching as our lives are going under Handsome boys obsessing with their cars While pretty girls are yearning for the summer Felt my spine As I took the fall from Jacob's ladder Never had the time Didn't want to be in a fight Hate my kind Hating all the violence in our karma Yet I lie Acting like a frightened child Feeling like a lion behind bars Watching as our lives are going under Handsome boys obsessing with their cars While pretty girls are yearning for the summer I'd rather dream of life on Mars Everything is under no control Everything is under no control Everything is under no control