| Black or white it seems the answer is cut and clear to you
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| This misconception of what you want and what it takes to feel free
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| This kind of shit will steal your sleep and only lead you to a breakdown
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| No matter what I do I never seem to feel ok
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| I’m either trying to fall asleep or stay awake through the day
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| And for what in return?
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| It’s getting harder than it’s been in 27 years
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| It’s killing me!
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| Close your eyes and hope for sleep to finally end the day
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| Open them and force yourself to sort through what’s in your head
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| This kind of shit will steal your sleep and only lead you to a breakdown
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| It’s the world that has to change not me
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| I’m fine with where I stand
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| These conversations all about nothing
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| Forget these opinions they put in your head
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| Burned and frayed and now the past is finally washed away
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| All we can do these days is medicate ourselves to feel sane
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| We’re fed up with the scene, and sick and tired of the run-around, so run
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| We’d rather burn this to the ground than ever give it away to the world
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| You could give it away to the world, we could make them see
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| It’s the world that has to change not me
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| I’m fine with where I stand
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| These conversations all about nothing
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| Fuck this he said, she said
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| It’s the world that has to change not me
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| I’m fine with who I am
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| These conversations all about nothing
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| It’s got to be easier than this
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| It’s the world that has to change not me
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| I’m fine with where I stand
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| These conversations all about nothing
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| Forget these illusions they put in your head |