Testo There's Something Missing

This can't be what's for me.
I can't wait another day.
To try to feign, to live this way.
But I believe it's in front of me.

It's all redone. Just numb to become.
Consumed and gone, all as one.
We all took part in killing this. With ease and willingness.

You think that it's living, but you're really dreaming.
This can't be what's meant for me.
It's plain to see there's still a way.

We all took part in killing this.
With ease and willingness.