[Verse 1: Bayside]
I've got a stage and a mic
Which I use to say things you won't like
But I spent years thinking I was alone
Now I know that I'm not
And I'm sharing that comfort with those
Who think that hope is lost
[Hook: Bayside]
Oh, I'm so proud of where I am
I'm learning where to stand or to tread lightly
So hold back
Steadfast you've got to breathe
And be content
Just count to ten like all the experts say
If the d** don't seem to work
They've got a padded room for you to get your just deserts
[Verse 2: Bayside]
If I could choose my own name
I'd choose something that's bold and fits
Like anger, aggression, or cunningly brash
By the skin of my teeth
But with timing and cla**
Oh, woe is me
Oh, woe are us
Not anymore, we stand up for ourselves
We're like captains at war
Who'll get followed to Hell
[Hook: Bayside]
[Outro: Bayside]
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
'Til everything's alright
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
I and I, we're taking control of our lives
'Til everything's alright
[Hook: Bayside]