BUG:

It's a big, big, universe
So many dimensions
And unanswered questions...

Not to mention, life
What an invention, life

There's no choice involved in what you are given
One mind, one voice, one body to live in

Life...

It's a short, small thing we lead
With so much potential
Pointless or essential
Which one can I be?

Where do I fit?
Where do I stand?
Who are they to say what I am
And how can I stay inside this awful world I know

I need a way out
I need an escape
I'd rather be dead than to live in this place
I wish that something or someone could just take it all away
Someone take me away...