Everything seems obvious Up here above Seems that people get along Seems a lot to you alone
Try to hold the fuck on Sick of fingers in my seams Coming from a city Tired of the same old song At least I don't just sit there At least I don't just nod
(Everything's not shitty)
Some things aren't so bad Tell me Mr. Positive Why am I so bored? Why am I so sad?
Everything's not shitty but people might disagree They sing a song quite obvious There must be something wrong with us
And I'm sick inside now show me (?) And with our skin exposed They will chew us down to bone (?) architects building fancy homes (?)
(?) (?) with shiny things We look at this in a brand new light Because our lives are pretty At least we are alive
(?) With nowhere to go tried to shot himself dead (?) its the travels that we take that make it all worth while (?) dirt (?) it's the things that you will see