Disco Sucks Fuck Everything - Sick Of It All

What’s the point of going on

Overlooked for the overrated

But we won’t hear that talk

Frustration, frustration is all we get

You might think we’re finished

We haven’t started yet

Because there’s more, far more to know

Because our voices must say more

Because these words come from the soul

This is not a mission

It’s not a fucking game

A burning desire from deep inside

The will, the drive, to keep pushing on

No matter what may come

No matter what may come

Hollow trends

Shallow lives

They drag you down

They try to drag you down

They’ll drag you down

For every hurdle cleared, two take it’s place

For every level reached, they raise the stakes

What is our inspiration, what is our drive

To chose our destiny and be in control of our lives

This is not an image, this is our lives

This is our inspiration, this is our lives

This is not an image, this is our lives

This is our inspiration, this is our lives