If I could be myself without anybody saying shit; I would get myself together and act on my feelings.
If people weren't so fuckin' judgmental then I could handle all the problems in my life without complications,
and I'm so tired of laying myself to sleep and trying to focus on where my life is heading.
It's not like I'm changing for the world to see.
I'm just being me, and being me.
Life's guitly of complicity.

Why try to tie me down?
It's my time to fly.
Why keep me on the ground?
I'm watching life pass me by.

These chains are too tight, and I don't think this room is big enough for me to breathe in.
I'm screaming my way out this time, and kicking my way into things.
Yeah, you thought that you caught me in a state of hysteria, but the only thing you caught from me was infected bacteria.
I'm not listening to you.
I'm through, I'm through, and threw this out of my life.
Threw you out of my sight.

Why try to tie me down?
It's my time to fly.
Why keep me on the ground?
I'm watching life pass me by.

-End