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Well somebody walked up to me |
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But I didn't know what to do |
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And then somebody said hello to me |
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But I didn't know what to do |
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Because I think that my words could get |
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Twisted so I bend my back over take a |
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Gulp be funny 'cause I know there's nothing I can do |
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Then my mother tried to pick me up |
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When I was sittin' down on the ground |
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Something forced my little eyes come open |
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But I couldn't make out the sound |
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It doesn't matter 'cause my eyes are lying |
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And they don't have emotion |
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Don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me |
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But I know there's nothing I can do |
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When my thoughts start to feel like mine |
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They're taken from me it seems to happen every time |
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And the feelings that are fine for you |
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There's somebody there who doesn't think they are true |
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So think of something new there's nothing left to do |
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And then my idols walk next to me |
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I look up at them they fade away |
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It's a destruction of a mystery |
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The more I listen to what they say |
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So does that mean that there's no more doin' |
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And there's no more thinkin' |
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And there's no more feeling |
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'Cause there's no right opinion |
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Can you tell me what I'm supposed to do |
