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