Besedila: Broken Bones. Problem.

I know this world's got problems
But I just don't care anymore
Just turn my back and face away
Try and make it through another day
This problem's got a hold on me
I need to be set free
This problem's got a hold on me
Understand, it's gonna kill me
Running round, pissed again
Everything seems better
So I close my eyes, enjoy the peace
But there's another problem, there's no release
Got to hang on for just one more try
Got to do it before I die
I need assistance, I need it quick
Or the future's gonna look so bleak