Flipside

Trying to get high, but you wanted me low Good things are happening, but happen slow Some kind of mystery from long ago I finally know who I'm supposed to be My mind was locked but I found the key Hope it don't ever slip away from me Raw times, fun lines Moments pass by and I cry Rewind, step behind It's hard to find the flipside I can't stand when you tell me to get back We're all free, why don't you see we can't just be I saw your reflection all over on the news Your temperature's well past a hundred and two Put the guns away, or we'll all lose Stand by, or take flight Eat or throw your piece by Walk on, or be mine Moments fly by and I cry I can't stand when you tell me to get back We're free, why don't you see we can't just be I can't stand when you tell me to get back We're free, why don't you see we can't just be