I like my coffee like I like my Gulf of Mexico
Real expensive and all black
I change my facebook status while people die for land and oil

Waiting for my message back
I know that I'm a slob with no job and a knack to rob
Snack foods from my parents' pantry

I know I need to change but I'm not the only one to blame
The bus to hell is filled with cushioned, vacant seats
I hope you know, I hope you know that we all want a purpose

I hope you know, I hope you know that we're all scared to be alone
I hope you know, I hope you know there's nothing I could purchase
I hope you know, I hope you know to, make me feel like I'm at home

I teeter on the edge of good man and self-absorbed jerk
Fall off and weigh the pros and cons
I start to worry when for days you don't return my calls

Wondering what I said so wrong
I don't know why my issues manifest while I'm on stage
Maybe I hope it's you'll relate

I know I need to change
But I'm not the only one to blame
I also know that change can never come to late

I hope we grow, I hope we grow No need to feel we're useless
I hope we grow, I hope we grow We cannot break, but we can bend
I hope we grow, I hope we grow We'll live with longer fuses

I hope we grow, I hope we grow No land to take or to defend
'Til the end
We fight for what's wrong and what's right

But perceptions
Are flawed based on your point of sight