Open up your eyes and find out: are you still really yourself? You have to figure out why your life is so hard, you can't hide under your veil Laying on the couch late at night and you're talking to yourself You never realize that it's falling apart and your time is now counted It will hunt you down again, it's not a game, you can't pretend Can you tell hate from anger? Simple gestures. Twenty years will pass and you'll still whine about life being unfair You feel like crap. Your friends are unaware of the amount of beer that you drink spending everything you got How will you justify to your kids and your wife when they send the men in white? Leaving would make things so easier for them but you never cared for anyone who wasn't for you You once told me I should never judge your life but I'm asking who am I supposed to be and if I'm right this time