Stand up straight just like a man Be counted with all the rest Work real hard in graduate You need a well deserved good reps Find a job and find a mate Settle down in a house in the suburbs These are dreams they gave to you I can feel when they're not yours My skin peels like wallpaper In the house that we don't go to anymore
Feelings are far too radical Ever see eye to eye? A mother's son was killed today Only what she knows is why Beheaded by hands of so called fame Maybe for a chance to live in the sky Whatever the boiling point they saw it I don't think that was the way to go about it They don't see a way around it