Misguided Lyrics

Smell the concrete feel the life
Almost better than flowers
Inhale the money inhale the greed
The perfect way
I who dream all this filth away
I have a plan, a sanctuary
My own religion, my own believe
Self remedy
But you see me as a waste of time

Chorus:
It's hard to choose the right way
when given no f****** choice
Not a failure... Just misguided
It's hard to see things clearly
while living in the mud
Not that senseless... But all misguided
"f*** health, wealth is all!"
Even hearts are for sale now
Inhale the money then blead the freak
naturally
I who scream all this filth away
Have a plan a sanctuary
My own religion, my own believe
Remedy