No Hope

Mad Caddies · Consentual Selections [2010]

Take a bottle, you drink it down

Your eyes are burning red

Your gonna end up in the ground

Now you're fallen

You can't hold on

You got no hope, you're fucking on dope

Your dreams are all but gone

You do not seem to care, it makes no sense to me

Everytime you try to take a look

You still can't see the monster you've become

The fucked up things you've done



You've done neurotic paranoia, are you having fun?

You ain't going nowhere, you got nowhere



You ain't got no chance to see

There's no way home

(You're gonna hear me)



I know it's hard to live that way

I know it's hard to break the daily chain

It's in your head, pshychosomatic

Wake up one day, you're an addict



You ain't going nowhere

You got no chance to see

There's no way home