Cancerous

Walked on like a sidewalk.
All people talk but most only hear what they see.
And maybe today we can all be somebody else.
As long as we have fast cars and big paychecks.

(That cancerous growth just keeps getting bigger)

Feel like chewed bubblegum.
Everyday I come to find more questions.
And maybe today we can all hide our problems.
With corporate jingles and waxy cracked smiles.

(The World is dead and I have acne)

Sad like Cobain.
Although I'm less insane about how I deal with depression.
But I guess we're all here to teach the rest of us a lesson.
And maybe today we can fall down and cry.
Unless the ground is muddy.

(Guns help to kill people)

Useless like a paperweight.
But some people hate that they don't make a difference.
And maybe today we can say what we believe.
While we take off the sugar coat that eats away at our brains.

(Life is a growth that just keeps getting bigger)