Naïveté In Black

Guess we're all running out of time So live your own life and let me live mine To each their own to question why We're all just links that forge the chain of life But who am I to interfere Think for yourself and keep your conscience really clear Learn from each other so they say But no-one listens to them anyway Inactive factions stir in time Procrastination at the scene of the crime There's no return, no guarantee Accept the terms and let your fate be free be free You gotta let yourself see And let your feelings go free Accept your own ability Don't want to end up like me A dynasty of doubt and hate Religion, politics, self-mutilate The privilege of being here All born from nothing 'til we disappear There's no return, no guarantee Accept the terms and let your fate be free, you're free