it started out all wrong i wasn't thinking everything is wrong i couldn't see it i guess i thought that things would somehow try and work themselves
i'm not so bulletproof but this is something i could never say to you this sometimes buries me and i don't know if this is someone i can be i tell myself
Well did I tell you before When I was up Anxiety was bringing me down I'm tired of listening to you Talking in rhymes Twisting round to make me think
i'll never feel again i'll never feel again then i won't have to feel this pain i'm in if it sounds familiar because nothing ever goes the way i've planned
you think you know just what it means to be alone you think you've suffered for your cause you're wrong i don't really need to know what makes you tick
open-minded educated popular and medicated now and you still won't make it filled with silent indignation blind with hopeless expectation now and you
ignorance and arrogance mean quite the same to me take a look around you and i'm sure you will agree the world is full of people filled with hatred filled
i think it's starting again the same thing that happens when i'm sure what i'm thinking about is right but i don't know anything the inhibitions decline