Roll It Over

I can give a hundred million reasons to build a barricade.
I blame it on the changing of the seasons the thoughts that i conveyed.

Does it make it alright?
It doesn't it make it alright.
To roll it over my soul, leave me here.
Roll it over my soul, leave me here.

Look around at all the plastic people who live without a care.
Try to sit with me around my table but never bring a chair.

Does it make it alright?
It doesn't it make it alright.
To roll it over my soul, leave me here.
Roll it over my soul, leave me here.

Roll it over my soul and leave me here.
Roll it over my soul and leave me here.