i parted the red sea of the work ethicnnthen i became slightly more patheticnnthen it killed me with a sky of bricksnnunhappy now my life's in...nnfits of passion normality on rationnndepression, regression with extreme drinkin sessionsnngetting up in the darknnto leave what marknnand the world falls in on your headnncoz work had bled you drynnuntil nothing worksnnwhere your personal demons lurknnyou're worried about the world bein too crowdednnyour face is too powderednnyou're like a train crashnnno-one gainsnnbenefits for the hell of itnnnature will only make you hate yannit all pains mennyou're aiming high, increasing tiesnnto a life a world a waynntrue thought in decaynnbut can you ignore that niggling bitennyou know what it wantsnnbut you are gonna fightnnuntil...nnyou've tried everything