I've got a bad connection It seems there's nothing more that I can do I've been staring at a wall since noon There's nothing more that I'm used to With all these f**ked up difference And not to mention points of view What we don't' see What out of sight Not out of mind We're told to Just sit back and listen and not say a word Just do what you tell me and never be heard That's just the type of bullshit that I'd expect from you You're driving me crazy Siempre Loco I've got that good old fashioned feeling running Through my bones They call it free will, now taking control I'll speak my mind, and my actions? Live the way that I choose I'm tuning you out, and I will never