World Full of Smoke

Well I guess I should just get used to it, then,
cause I know it won't stop, it will never end,
it's having its fun, by killing me slowly,
I need it to stop, cause I'm not just the only,

one that's having these troubles,
day after day,
we're all stuck in a pit,
not knowing what to say,
we're all breaking down, it's not easy to think,
it's hard to think that, we're all ready to sink,

down into trouble, not coming back out,
no one to help us, all we can do is shout,
stuck in this life, this big box of hell,
we're all deep inside this frivolous shell,

that's making us crazy, getting inside our heads,
it's making our brain, shrivel to threads,
it's crawling deep inside us, where there is no hope,
all we can see, is a world full of smoke.