Over emptiness and loneliness,
Over the potential that we've wasted
seeking acceptance and fame
Over success and popularity,
Over every attempt we've ever made
to try escape our reality
Over the search for identity,
Over the enemy of our destinies
Over the lies from our past
that would try and keep us from who
Over everything the world
would try and tell us to seek
Over everything we're supposed to want
Over money and possessions,
things we're meant to sell out to
Over the "gods" of our generation,
things we we're meant to bow down to
Over every name and atmosphere,