[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]