I'll curse the day But I will not accept defeat I will not accept sickening psychology Because the pain I have is the pain that I created I'm a product of a society separated By thoughtful stares of a thoughtless crowd This world is poisoned By injustices that they've avowed I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself I'll curse the day I relied on anyone but myself But I will not accept defeat I will not accept sickening psychology Because the pain I have is the pain that I created I'm a product of a society separated Though I become preoccupied With this pollution of lies I've been finding ways to keep my head on straight I don't reminisce about the better days To see, to touch, to feel this pain My life is a cold war for progression A battle of wits and minds instead of weapons My life is a cold war for progression A battle of wits and minds instead of weapons