Running With Scissors

Wasn't the voices in my head
Those places I don't go
With people I don't know
Keep building the box to bury it
Tidy up this mess
But it won't stop
It's got me locked up now

I mean to get ugly
Intend to do something
They won't like
I've got my reasons

They're never gonna stop us now
We're a violent wind
Twisting everything
They're never gonna stop us now
Their opinions staved
Like broken weathervanes

It wasn't the fables they invent
Insipid and fractured
The greenest of pastures
No matter how many train wrecks they design
De-railing every time
I won't get choked up
I won't get roped up now

More starving than hungry
Less honest than angry with myself
Can't stop the bleeding

No matter who's accused
We all have been abused
This cage, a victims triangle
Leaves us trapped, confused
Try my very best
I'm just like all the rest
I need an out, deliverance
A place of consequence
Get up, get out of bed
Clear that mussed up head
There's no place we can't go
If we refuse to play a role

They're never gonna stop us now
We're a violent wind
Twisting everything
No they're never going to stop us now
Their opinions staved
Like broken weathervanes



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Macfarlane
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