Distraught In Deprived Thought Within A Golden Rave I Make
It A Point Of Being Pointless Brainwash It All Away Distressed
And I Detest Vain In A Shade Of Gray Telegraphing
All Of My Punches Couldn't Fight My Way Out Of A Cardboard Box
And In My Own Small Way I Make An Indifferent, Difference I Realize,
I Fantasize, I Apologize Crawling Under A Rock I Hold Up
A White Flag I Could Of Been,
I Should Of Been I'm Just A Has Been I Hold A White Flag Responsibility,
Rationale, Religion I Hold My Head Down In Disgust Distressed
And I Detest Distraught In Deprived Thought

It kind of looks like we won't make it, my friend.
And it looks like you can't take it again, my friend.
And all the pretty roses wilted up and paled themselves away today.
The guillotine of truth has fallen, somehow I'm the one you blame.

[Chorus]
This can't be happening.
Not so fast, I'm so mean.
I can't stay indifferent.
Because I know the outcome.
And I'm the target for the daggers.

That the truth's thrown your way, today.
And the next one maybe she'll be easier.
She'll make it go away, hey.
She's still calling you.
I'm still calling him.
Can we do this.
Here we go again.
The package.
The baggage.

[Chorus]
This can't be happening.
Not so fast, I'm so mean.
I can't stay indifferent.
Because I know the outcome.
This can't be happening.
It started out not so clean.
You chose your path.
Mine's wrong, you can say that.

I see an old man on the street,
without shoes and nothing to eat.
I ask myself, can this happen to me,
who's the one, who cares about this treat?

What the fuck is going on?
Ignorance and take it gone!
Sorrow is a normal thing,
silence about suffering.
Sad but true, we're looking still around,
we can't help, cause we're indifferent!
Is it the fear, that happens the same to us,
and make us blind.

A little girl walking next to me,
I see her little swollen face.
I think, she's talking to her mother and I hear:
Daddy's angry in these days.

What the fuck is going on?
Ignorance and take it gone!
Sorrow is a normal thing,
silence about suffering.
Sad but true, we're looking still around,
we can't help, cause we're indifferent!
Is it the fear, that happens the same to us,
and make us blind.

It kind of looks like we won't make it, my friend.
And it looks like you can't take it again, my friend.
And all the pretty roses wilted up and paled themselves away today.
The guillotine of truth has fallen, somehow I'm the one you blame.

[Chorus]
This can't be happening.
Not so fast, I'm so mean.
I can't stay indifferent.
Because I know the outcome.
And I'm the target for the daggers.

That the truth's thrown your way, today.
And the next one maybe she'll be easier.
She'll make it go away, hey.
She's still calling you.
I'm still calling him.
Can we do this.
Here we go again.
The package.
The baggage.

[Chorus]
This can't be happening.
Not so fast, I'm so mean.
I can't stay indifferent.
Because I know the outcome.
This can't be happening.
It started out not so clean.
You chose your path.
Mine's wrong, you can say that.