The Hanging Tree

I was angry with myself for wasting so much time
Trying to do the right thing by simply falling in line
Reluctantly I did as I was told and ended up like a catatonic clone

Do you feel like you're just hanging on to a life that was never your own?
Do you feel like you're just hanging on, and on, and on, and on

So I chose to leave their world behind
It's better than living a life that's not mine
What's the point, the game's rigged anyway
You better figure out who's the real enemy
So like Van Gogh, I let go, of their status quo
Crazy's what they may call me but I would rather be painting
My canvas, my way

Do you feel like you're just hanging on to a life that was never your own?
Do you feel like you're just hanging on, and on, and on, and on

I remember when I was a child, my imagination ran for miles
Then one day I was told to put those thoughts on hold
Cause it's time to join the fold and be a man
But now I'm here to take back what was mine all the time
My life

Do you feel like you're just hanging on to a life that was never your own?
Do you feel like you're just hanging on, and on, and on, and on
Will you join me at the hanging tree?