I don't feel that. There's nothing else to say
I'm so sorry you don't approve my ways
I can't disapear I can't change my face
I'm ok. Buried six feet under
Don't want to deal with it I know you got my number
I need some room to breath and the whole day to wonder
I have dreams far beyond yelling things on a stage
This is just my way out, a way of noise and rage
At this point I'm sure I payed the fucking toll
I will stay here trying to fix my
Broken dreams with some duct tape and minor goals
It's a fix a little glimpse at freedom
A child's dream a dumb display of wisdom
My little place in no one's kingdom
I'm so proud of being misunderstood
Love requires your heart to stay for good
Put down the fires cuz everything is burned
There's a point that you're missing
And everyone got and while you're sinking
In everyone seems to float
Then you wake up in a real sized paper boat
And this is your life. Too damn short to
Not get rid of this bad taste stuck in your mouth
You'll be surprised if you ever know
How much I can take, how much I can hold
You built a world for me
It's no place for the weak, it's just a place that makes me sick
And I'm sure... I payed the fucking toll
And I will stay here trying to fix my
Broken dreams with some duct tape and minor goals