Besedila: Antifreeze. The Search For Something More. Pointless Emotion.

Time, no time
For pointless emotion
It's never helped me in this life
Oh life, if thats what you call it
But I've been thinkin'

As I sit here
I'm not feeling or dreaming or smiling
Forget what was...
And I cry out, is this life?
...is this life?
Is this life?
Is this life?

Want, I want
What everyone else has
But first I focus on my needs
I need, what no-one can give me
Am I too needy?

And all I long for
Is some clarity, sole and stay focused
Is that too much?
And I cry out, is this life?
Is this life?
Is this life?
Is this life?

Hope, I hope
That I find asylum
From all of these thought in my head
My head, has grown much too heavy
So I'll just drop it

And I confess
That security, honesty
Are just some made-up bull
And I refuse
To just fade out, to mess up and all I see is the worst
And I cry out, is this life?
Is this life?
Is this life?
Is this life?