It's not the ending, it's the beginning
The ground is moist and it rained last night
Smells like smoke, and it smells so clean
The sun is shining down like a friendly white light
Here we go again
Analyzed the world I was born into, but I never could understand
Knew I never wanted to grow up if that menat being a "man"
Dominating strict competition is the meaning of our lives
Stomping on the weak keeps up the winner of the battle in our minds
Tentions in our lives that are destroying our minds
Unite themselves together to make our conciousness blind
Condition to self interest with emotions locked away
If that's what they call normal, I'd rather be insane
Relax yourself from giving what you want to do with your life
Ease up from giving up things like control of your own mind
If you never ask any questions then you're never gonna get no answer
Always be wondering what do you want
While you keep getting older faster
Here we go again
Another test of manhood, just when you thought you'd won
The more we keep competing the more the battle has just begun