well somebody walked up to me
  but i didn't know what to do
  and then somebody said hello to me
  but i didn't know what to do
  because i think that my words could get
  twisted so i bend my back over take a
  gulp be funny cause i know there's nothing i can do
    then my mother tried to pick me up
  when i was sittin' down on the ground
  something forced my little eyes come open
  but i couldn't make out the sound
  it doesn't matter cause my eyes are lying
  and they don't have emotion
  don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me
  but i know there's nothing i can do
    when my thoughts start to feel like mine
  they're taken from me it seems to happen
  all the time (every time)
  and the feelings that are fine for you
  there's somebody there
  who doesn't think they are true
  so think of something new
  there's nothing left to do
    and then my idols walk next to me
  i look up at them they fade away
  it's a destruction of a mystery
  the more i listen to what they say
  so does that mean that there's no more doin'
  and there's no more thinkin'
  and there's no more feeling
  cause there's no right opinion
  so can you tell me what i'm supposed to do