Are you always awake? Can you rest and let me sleep? Why do you do what you do? What did I do to deserve this punishment. This torment. Are you thinking, are you wide awake and aware, are you alive inside? All this nonsense is just drilling at my brain, you make me feel paranoid and insane! So, leave... leave and never look at me again, you traded our friendship for another chance...thinking that cigerette hanging from your mouth will really get you somewhere in life, oh no...here's what I have to say... How can I tell who is who anymore? These days, all these trends are killing me inside, they take away your pride and make you another guy, I breathe (I breathe) I see, (I see) What is this generation coming to? Can I just be me, inside? How can I tell? Oh well, the world has changed and rearranged...my life is now a living television set with the channel on MTV, so help me to become an individual...don't be afraid...to step away and defend your balance, trust yourself, be yourself, what more should I say? Hey, hey! Say. Hey, hey! Oh well...just another trend...fashion comes and go's...what can we do about everysingle teenager oozing on the Back street boys? Oh well... How can I tell? You...apart, from the rest in the cart. They say Im a freak. How can you tell, how do you know? I am being myself inside. And you, all you do is hide. Hide away and die...you think everything is about being popular...oh well, guess you'll be missing out on the world when it ends and nothing is left, (No MTV) No theft, No I cannot tell.
Reason for writing:
Should be able to figure it out.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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