Lyrics
This time I won't be hanging around
This time, I won't linger or stay.
I'll sever the ties that have me gagged and bound
I will break the ties that silence and restrain me.
(your idle hands have tied you down)
(Your inactive actions have confined you as well.)
What's to lose, enemies or friends?
What is at stake, friendships or animosity?
What's the lynch mob's verdict, am I truth or am I trend?
What is the public's judgment, am I authentic or just a passing trend?
Its easier to judge a voice than it is to use one
It's simpler to criticize a voice than to express one.
Its easier to avoid the sides than it is to choose one
It's simpler to avoid taking sides than to make a choice.
Standards held on peers face their inventors with doubt
Standards set by peers often make their creators uncertain.
Soap operas rot themselves from the inside out
Soap operas deteriorate from within.
Your flaws are fooling you
Your imperfections are deceiving you.
They find themselves in others
Those flaws are mirrored in others.
I'm a black sheep with a hidden smile
I am an outsider with a concealed joy.
Some things never change
Some aspects remain unchanged.
You're a type-cast, with your head low
You are stereotyped, with lowered self-esteem.
Secretly jealous and horribly plain
Covertly envious and painfully ordinary.
Exiled, from the best of the worst
Cast out, separated from the best of the worst.
Your cure is my curse
Your remedy is my affliction.
Your forest needs fire
Your situation requires a drastic change or upheaval.
Your abstinence needs desire
Your restraint needs passion.
Your rubber neck needs barbed wire
Your curiosity needs barriers.
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