The usual morons were fighting outside that place
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Inside the posing was rife
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I wasn't ready like you to accept them
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As peers for the rest of my life
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Poised for a picture that no one was taking
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You'd hang on their worlds as a rule
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I'd never bought that but still was afraid
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To get caught on the wrong side of cool
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Time to go sober again
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Same old faces and nothing is new
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Leaving today I'd no right to go say
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That I hate what they're doing to you
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The only one you'd ever wanted to be was yourself
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But they had to have more
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They told you to change what you thought to combine
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With the image that most of them wore
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You said if I stayed I might win their approval
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And that would mean so much to you
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I'd say I'll be back but for now all I know
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Is I need something different to do
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Sober Again
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Blood Or Whiskey |