Against Their Ethics Songtext
von Psycorepaths

My blackest self
My best friend carried my hand
When my times were tough
My dreams washed by a sea of lies and desperaration
Nowhere to turn
My only bless
Across your skin
Across the faith
Of our vows

Started from zero
I Believed in myself
As im dealing with egos
With no one around to help
I′d let you into my life
Took ya sorrow as mine
These belongs to the past
Now is once again my time


So many places i changed
And still can't find where i belong
There′s no hype
Only screams
To hide our cries
Behind a bitter smile
I don't remember when i slept for last time
My eyes are black like my soul
Felt outplaced of this world

I paid my bills
I saw how fear acts
And how destroys a life
Never felt welcomed even in my own world
I fell into the trap of who must be the best one.

I saw my youth drowned away from my mistakes
I couldn't afford to lose
So i never walked away
Using music as a weapon against their ethics
A veteran already before my 30s

Making mistakes one by one losing my mind destroying my life
And i felt how it is, to don′t want anymore to live
More than 15 years in this
Ripped jeans, just putting all my strength, all my efforts to this
To young to die now and to old to die young
Endure to overcome