Lyrics by Brett Kull and Ray Weston There's a screw that I'm tied to And it's starting to tighten within And the beat that I breathe to Is getting louder, it's getting louder again I stand on my perception My credo is only my own So don't f**ing sell me your direction I'll travel my own My conscience, my integrity, compelling my morality To stand on my own definition Is that asking too much? Self-determination is my only obligation With my own hand and my own brain I've gotten this far Listen to me But it's only my opinion You've baked this cake for far too long Put your head in the oven And check out what you're cooking Is your conscience going to bend When it comes time to eat? We are steeping together It's hard to keep your own identity I've listened too long It's branded me a stoic, that's not what I am I could rise to your words And believe in all their wisdom I could stand on what you've built And rely on it's foundation You are the remedy You say you're the cure and the world's panacea