Ever get the feeling no one's got your back

Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact

Somehow you're going on an opposite track

As we recover from another social heart attack



You think you see between the lines

But you can't see through dollar signs



So sick and tasteless now

Immature and faceless how

Can I even sleep at night you ask

You say you're a pacifist

Instead you wave your fist

And all the while it becomes the end again



Make up your mind cause I can't decide

You think uniqueulism makes you dignified

You can't see with half opened eyes

You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind



What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision

If your life was a book your story would be fiction