It is us

The things that makes me want to give up

Are the things that were made up

The nature of life has never fought against us

It has always tried to embrace us

But we are just a crowd of businessmen

Walking towards a lonely road of games

The casinos are always open

24/7 service

We accept cash and credit card

But if you dare to come as you are

As a thief that doesn't respect law

We don't embrace jaws

Who bite into anything they want

We embrace the ones who dress nicely

Who have studied in the most prosperous settings

And who steal at night with no witnesses

Except other thieves dressed as the police

We hate life as it is

We love to make up things

And then those of us 

Who appreciate the cold

And the sound of the rain in winter

The pink cotton candy clouds in summer

Or the sound of laughter

We have to give up

We just want to give up

But it's not life's fault

It is us