Intro

What ails you? What is your ordeal
Tell me, how do these pink skies make you feel
Are you at ease, or in a state of unrest
Is this bliss? Or have you been blessed
It's strange I know, but why do we feels so
We spend our lives making stereotypes, but still we feel low
To belong. Isn't that why we made them
So we feel at par with one another, however, from the root comes the stem
It's common sense that we follow what others do
They walk the ground, but what if I told you I flew
And let out all my feelings, emotions and all
You'd be wondering, Which psychiatrist should I call
Doctor, Doctor, he's acting so odd,
keeps on saying what he feels, so I poke and prod at him
Like he's not one of us
He's an enigma, the kid who got on the wrong bus
But is that so bad? Is there anything wrong
On being who you are, and expressing it through a song
Because people like us, we don't belong to stereotypes
No, we don't succumb to the stress, we get up and fight
And as long as I am alive
And keep making this list
My desires will be fulfilled, as I am in eternal bliss
What causes the hate, that we keep in ourselves
Tell me, how would have these dreamy clouds felt
To people a 100 years ago
Well I guess we'll never know
Because they're dead
Wiped out of existence
Without any resistance
But why
They say that word, always with a sigh
Mistakes
Betrayal and fakes
The evils of our world, that we ourselves have placed
For what
Satisfaction
Or nothing at all
It was framed right, we rise only to fall
But, odd enough, I'm alright with that
Things come and go, I see no plight in that
It's just a cycle, we come and go
The pendulum of life swings to and fro
But what is my part, I want to be someone,
Who's loved and is famous, and has all the fun
But that isn't the meaning of life, but a source of strife
And as the years go by, there's a lot I miss
But my desires will be fulfilled as I am in eternal bliss
What make the days so short, and the nights so long
What makes some weak and make others strong
I'd rather not dwell on it, and let it pass by
Just like the other burdens that plague me at night
So here's a situation, let's work out the outcome
Who's the strongest, the one who has everything, or the one who has none
Let's think about it for a while, give it some time
If an answer isn't given quickly it isn't a crime
The one who has nothing is the strongest. Wait, you're confused
The one who has nothing has nothing to lose
He'll risk it all, because he cares not how it ends
He won't change his shape, no matter how much he bends
He's familiar with sacrifice, he's been there before
He knows only one option, ready to go through that one door
He isn't sure where it'll leads him, if life turns out to be amiss
If there's one thing for sure, be'll be in eternal bliss