الأغاني: Youth Brigade. Tomorrow.

another cigarette, another cup of coffee another cup of empty dreams another wasted day i got no politics no faith no means no anything i got no confidence no reason to persist 'cause i don't wanna see, don't wanna see tommorow and when the day is done i lie down with insomnia util the rising sun bathes me in a shroud of uselessness, incompetence this can't go on, this makes no sense another days gone by i can't find happiness 'cause i don't wanna see don't wanna see tommorow i'm gonna take an elevator ride thireen floors up in the sky and look down onthis mess someday i'm gonna rise above this degradation,alienation this whole fucked up situation, and make it all go away...