Wide eyes always staring into mine.
So is this what it's like having a reason to go outside?
Well maybe I'm better off inside,
take some time to analyze
exactly where I went wrong
and why the hell I still bother singing
these stupid self-righteous songs
when my mind is racing. I can't stop thinking.
Well maybe we should try communication,
or maybe there's some things I'm just not meant to know.
Maybe you can help me see,
because I'm short-sighted and can't see past my nose.
