paroles de chanson The Lecture - Nine

I'm sorry if I have trouble partisipating
I'm sorry it makes me feel sick.
You know, it just doesn't feel right
Call it what you want, but I won't be apart of it
What's wrong with a mind of your own?
Cuz I've had it up to here,
You know I've had it to here.

I just can take this
"Better than you"-mentality
Nothing seems to be what is
Eventually
I'll remain and you'll be gone.
And there will be no trace at all of you.

I might agree to a certain point
But a certain point it just gets too much
At a certain point it's just too much for me,
It's just too much
Call it what you want, but I won't be a part of it
What's wrong with a mind of your own?
Cuz I've had it up to here...