Underneath the [bad word] weight of the world 
is someone searching for a purpose 
Play the part that you've been dealt by the herd 
mouth and nose beneath the surface 

For all the times you held your tongue and rehearsed 
things you would say 
if ever brave enough to stand in their way 
And all with lies we make our beds and sleep 
tucked away 
Out of sight and out of mind we remain 

And you start to paint a picture 
of the world just out of view 
Bring it with you as you dream and 
maybe you can wake up too 

Do you believe in the world they made for you 
Do you belong 
or do you try to 
erase yourself just to pass as one of them, 
a different day today 
and that was then 

Walk the streets with newfound eyes and see 
things from a whole new perspective 
Maybe not what you believed you'd be 
but something so much more addictive 

Put on your new face [bad word] run run 
through the night 
And take on those who rape and kill and steal 
And though the war path hardly knows your name 
all the same 
The taste of blood between your teeth feels real 

You find it easier to play along 
but you are wrong 
And that is why you need those emo songs 
Why don't you get that you have killed yourself 
You're in [bad word] 
And it is your own fault for once as well