Just turned 37 But already way way too old To understand just half the things I am constantly being told Whatever happened to time And not constantly being fed Useless information About lives I haven't led
Existence should be singing but it has no voice All these opportunities but still it has no choice But to offer it's opinion like white noise
Thank god I don't have to Participate That I still have the right To choose my own faith You can all have a riot I choose to stay quiet
Existence should be singing but it has no voice All these opportunities but still it has no choice But to offer it's opinion like white noise Guess we'll just keep on being helpless girls and boiy It has no voice