well somebody walked up to me

but i didn't know what to do

and then somebody said hello to me

but i didn't know what to do

because i think that my words could get

twisted so i bend my back over take a

gulp be funny cause i know there's nothing i can do



then my mother tried to pick me up


when i was sittin' down on the ground

something forced my little eyes come open

but i couldn't make out the sound

it doesn't matter cause my eyes are lying

and they don't have emotion

don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me

but i know there's nothing i can do



when my thoughts start to feel like mine

they're taken from me it seems to happen

all the time (every time)

and the feelings that are fine for you


there's somebody there

who doesn't think they are true

so think of something new

there's nothing left to do



and then my idols walk next to me

i look up at them they fade away

it's a destruction of a mystery

the more i listen to what they say

so does that mean that there's no more doin'

and there's no more thinkin'

and there's no more feeling

cause there's no right opinion

so can you tell me what i'm supposed to do