Trying to Find My Way

Why’d you always try to push me down

And tell me I’m not right in all my own ways?

It seems to me your brain is paralyzed

I can’t come up with any other reason for acting like this

You say that I should finally settle down

Forget and leave behind all my ideals

Enslave myself within mortgage loans and pension plans

But sorry, man, that’s not the way I’m going to live

I want to live

With not trying to fit in as hard as I possibly can

I’m struggling every day

Wandering down the crossroads of this infinite pain

I’m trying to find my way

I don’t want to live my life

Like I am one of a kind, and I

Don’t want to compromise

Who are you to decide

What should I do and what should I not?

Your own days blurred in one long line

It’s hard to tell where is the end

And where’s supposed to be the start

You think that made-up, bearded man

Is watching you from the above

And will be there for you to help

But nothing happens here for years

Because the only person

That can change your fucking life is you, yourself

Is you, yourself

With not trying to fit in as hard as I possibly can

I’m struggling every day

Wandering down the crossroads of this infinite pain

I’m trying to find my way

I don’t want to live my life

Like I am one of a kind, and I

Don’t want to compromise