Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
  Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
  Somehow you're going on an opposite track
  As we recover from another social heart attack
    You think you see between the lines
  But you can't see through dollar signs
    So sick and tasteless now
  Immature and faceless how
  Can I even sleep at night you ask
  You say you're a pacifist
  Instead you wave your fist
  And all the while it becomes the end again
    Make up your mind cause I can't decide
  You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
  You can't see with half opened eyes
  You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind
    What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision
  If your life was a book your story would be fiction