We are the ones that never hessitate
We don't rely on hopes and expactations
The days go by and it could be to late
The table's set it's not the time for waiting

We do well
On way to hell
We should escape but we take the chance
It's hard to tell
If we would sell
Our soul for some fun or a small advance

The truth of now is the tomorrow's lie
Another view leads to a new position
We switch the sides sometimes we don't know why
It's right or wrong, somebody'll find the answer

We do well
On way to hell
We should escape but we take the chance
It's hard to tell
If we would sell
Our soul for some fun or a small advance

The bad gets good and then the good gets bad
The rules are weak they can not be the measure
Perhaps it works and there is no regret
Without a try we'll surely miss the pleasure

We do well
On way to hell
We should escape but we take the chance
It's hard to tell
If we would sell
Our soul for some fun or a small advance

The blinded fools dream of an ideal life
The lucky ones enjoy the imperfection
Take without thinking all the things arrive
While stupids're looking for the right direction
They don't know handle the uncertainty
And try to compensate with getting better
They fear the risk for all eternity
Don't touch something without to prove the matter

We do well
On way to hell
We should escape but we take the chance
It's hard to tell
If we would sell
Our soul for some fun or a small advance