Sometimes I know I'm feeling undeterrable Drowning in life without a filthy accessible Back down to the ground I hear the sound No escape the concrete law Spilling on me, stretching me with life unseen I hear the siren from the back of me I'm crashing face first into the glass Clashed with reality In re-entertainment Clashed with reality The indescribable Clashed with In the dark life Where we're fucking sick You're out of your head A situation in which nothing's been right It kicks the door No matter who's to say it works The burden of the days You're making things that need to separate Our lives This now becomes the moment we kill All these poor excuses, this cold war It swells my hatred day by day Clashed with reality In re-entertainment Clashed with reality The indescribable Clashed with The indescribable Clashed with reality In re-entertainment Clashed with reality The indescribable Clashed with reality Clashed with Reality