Well, I hate my writing
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs

And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just see-through
Window panes

Because if it's our way...

To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'

Something
Something

I still hate my music
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs

And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just [bad word] up
Or too insane

Because if it's our way...

To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'

Something
Something

Oooo Oooo Oooo Oooo