it’s about hard time baby looks like old times This fucking feeling stays Though it was in my mind Can’t believe once again This world can be sick People don’t use their brains Like in old U.S.A. Am i delusional Maybe it’s just a dream Even knowledge is not enough a vacant mind exists Vacant Mind Inside Their head just a little glass, just a gulp of whisky, yeah i have to exorcise (drive out) my hate, because of them Vacant Mind Inside Their head i can’t read my soul, just a desperate world in my hand no matter, just alcohol that brings my life and strength Vacant Mind Inside Their head