Every day I see the typical user
Every day I see a guy who looks like me
Every day I see a new-born loser
Being dragged along by insecurity

Someone should have told you
That this was never meant to last
Look across you shoulder
You're my pain, my past

I don't know is it hate or
Is it the way it goes
Time will show what I'm made of
Only tomorrow knows

Every day I see the truth coming near me
Catching up on the truth I used to see
Every day I hope that It won't find me
‘Cos I'm scared to death of the way it used to be

I don't know is it hate or
Is it the way it goes
Time will show what I'm made of
Only tomorrow knows

All in all I am the typical user
And guys like us are raised to do it all the way
Nevertheless I am a new-born loser
Just listen to what the wise men have to say

I don't know is it hate or
Is it the way it goes
Time will show what I'm made of
Only tomorrow knows