I was young and I was pissed

I had solutions they dismissed

I was too young to understand

Their big boring bigot plan

I was naive and I was small

But immune to the fall

I threw punches at the walls

Didn't want to hurt anyone but myself

Maybe something is wrong with my head

But I keep on laughing when they tell me I might back down

When I'll realize that we're all just free falling

When I'll realize that I'm cosmically nothing

So I took the figurative gun out of my figurative closet

Then I tried to induce intrinsic motivation to the people I love

Positivity's just a switch in your head

Buried under years of neglect

Maybe something is wrong with my head

But I keep on laughing when they tell me I might back down

When I'll realize that we're all just free falling

When I'll realize that I'm cosmically nothing

I don't mean anything

I might back down

'Cause I don't mean anything, oh no

Maybe something is wrong with my head

But I keep on laughing when they tell me that I might back down

And I keep on laughing when they tell me that I might back down