There’s something pathetic in the world todayAnd i don’t know how it all beganAs if all the shame and punishment will finally make me understandA word means nothing wanting actionIntentions are valuable as deedsAnd a wound can dog you for a lifetimeUnless it only makes you bleedEverybody knows what’s in their heart is rightI’m just a termite on an ant hillI think about it every single dayA senseless being lacking inspirationJust waiting to be blown awayEverybody knows what’s in their heart is right