Reaching
Out for something you've got to feel
While clutching to what you had thought was real
Kicking at a dead horse pleases you
No way of showing your gratitude
So many things you don't want to do
What is it? what have you got ot lose
What the hell
What is you think you're gonna find?
Hypocrite
Boredom sets into the boring mind
Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within
Home is not a home it becomes a hell
Turning it into your prison cell
Advantages are taken, not handed out
While you struggle inside your hell
Reaching out
Grabbing for something tou've got to feel
Closing in
The pressure upon you is so real
Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within
Reaching out for something you've got to feel
While clutching to what you had thought was real
What the hell
What is you think you're gonna find
Hypocrite
Boredom sets into the boring mind
Struggle within it suits you fine
Struggle within your ruin
Struggle within you seal your own coffin
Struggle within the struggling within
Writer(s): Lars Ulrich, James Alan Hetfield
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