| I make now a stand for belief that I’m steadfast
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| In hating all of the bullshit you give me about my future, present and past
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| Who are you to infringe your values upon me, I’ve learned the hard way
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| Stepping on my toes, you’ve put my back to the wall, my back to the wall
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| I’ve been told a thousand times to give respect when due
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| Why do you find it so hard to believe I’ve got none for you
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| It’s my heart and my mind that I’ll always follow, I will not break
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| Nor will my balls, although that I’ve seen that you’ve tried before
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| Why are people fake?
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| Maybe you’re older, wiser in your own right, it’s your mistake
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| I’m gonna do my own thing regardless, my choice to make
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| I am real, in touch with my feelings, and I know my place
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| You have shown, on the other hand, both sides of your face
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| I see the world in a different light
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| Things no always black and white
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| Through all these years still, to this day
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| My hardened eyes see only shades of grey
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| I would never try and tell you what was right from wrong
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| Maybe that’s why you feel that I don’t belong
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| Always put me down for things I’ve said and done
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| Can’t you see it’s a war that can’t be won
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| Lead
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| A war that can’t be won
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| Living in your world seems so clear on concise
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| Shutting out reality makes everything so nice
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| Paint a pretty picture black and white everyday
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| See my tattered canvass bleeding shades of grey |