Way to many drunk with greed and power

I fear there arnt enough designated drivers

To keep them from crashing our mother earth

1990 was the year I was born

but it wasn't my true birth

The awakening came at the age of sixteen

I found my self submerged in a disastrous scene

I lost my grasp with the sane

had a breakdown and down came my plane

Even the simplest of notion

Disturbed my balance

Lost in the ocean

Trying to find the shore

The fiends had been exposed

The pseudo mannequins who posed

Their loyalty wasn't true

It took a year to pull through

I learnt from being burnt

And found myself

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