How can we feel sorrynWe live realitynFood we eat and the air we breathnWe don't care enough to changenSo how can we feel sorry?nnHow can we feel sorrynSee it everydaynI pick up a papernAnd I thrown it away.. and I saynnHow can I feel sorry?nnHow can I feel sorry?nnHow can I spare the time?nI've driven by the housesnIt's a short road back to minenShould be mine!nnWe think we know the costnWe have studied the effectsnBut have we seen the eyes survive?nThe container has nothing leftnNothing left ..nNo one left nNo one to feel sorry! ooohaah!nnOne day I'll be sorrynI've turned against myselfnWith pins of guilt stuck in menAll that's left is someone else ..nSomeone to feel sorry ..