It's time to keep my head up cause i'm tired of all the pent up/ rage and all the pen I scribbled on the page to maybe maintain a sanity but the thought of not bein crazy is an insane fantasy but remember that the earth is an insane asylum for the galaxy but it's a dee-light to dream, right/ bein sane is nothin' but a concept it's none sense so the sooner that you embrace that you've lost it is the sooner that you'll cause sh** like a cosmic explosion, look at all the stars in the context of the ocean at night, face it, were a bunch of broke people, tellin' broke people that they're broken/ but were all broken equal... so maybe we ain't even broken and maybe if we keep on going we won't feel the same ol' lonsome that they're shovin down our throats in hopes that we might lose hope and flush it down our toilets yo
All these voices that I hear tellin me I should not fear cause a cluttered mind is better than clear. (x2)
Somebody that I used to know, somebody I refuse to go back to/ so self concious I was always lost in my own skin I need a compa** just to find a way back out to the surface but I found it hurts less to be you and just see through all the bullsh** I found happiness in these sylla-bull sh** and when the bull hits grab by the horns push it and pull it and slap it on the gord so this songs for anyone whos ever been ignored or picked on, for anyone whos ever been ticked off cause they were just being themselves and people got pissed off. You gotta stop worrying about what other people think of you. live confident and live original what the f**s the fun in bein' typical? you're not invisible you just dont speak up enough for these people to hear you... and it's fun to be weird too... I mean/ be a freak, stop giving a sh**, who gives a flying f**? not you! thats who