All of the Malice imploded towards silence
It's my time to rest so just kill all the nonsense
I already know you and you'll never know me
Be just who you are and others will agree
&&with you because you make sense&&
In this world full of clones that just copy each other
And as I get older the voices get louder
&&they tend to get in the way&&

[Chorus]
Malice arresting some thoughts that I have
cuz' they're wrong I confess
Malice the source of your spite is inside and won't let you rest

And what does it all mean the hurdle is the scene
It's easy for them to throw stones at your dreams
Concerned about nothing,
these thoughts are amounting to nothing of value,
the truth maybe shocking
&&And when the sun does burn out&&
We will all die because man has no brother
Are we all worth saving?
Who out there will bother?
&&It tends to get in the way&&

[Repeat chorus]