I've closed my mind to all the pain.   And what remains is just insane.   It's all the same.   Nothing's changed.   We'll just go through it all again.   What have you gained?   You just complain.   Throw it away.   Nothing's changed.      I will pretend and I will act.   I'll make you feel stupid but I don't know anything.   Is it the rush or addiction?   Or is it the boredom that fuels all this madness?      What has changed?      Is this the end?   I will pretend but what has changed?      So much waste it frustrates... It dominates.   It frustrates that nothing's changed.