The Chattering Lack of Common Sense

Basically, I bet you'll see At first, I'm not quite what I seem Every day is just the same Picking names Repeating faces Everything is show and tell And things are played off somewhat well Holding hands, we're rather bored Nothing lines up anymore I could never understand How first impressions go unplanned Everybody hides their face How could I have noticed Nonetheless, we're all the same There's many things from where we came Show a smile we're rather bored Nothing lines up anymore Turn around about a new view Bring about the fear inside you Make a storm of tears and anger Nevermind Don't worry 'bout me We've disposed of our contention Do our best, avoid attention Just accept the things you know Well maybe so Wait What is going on here? I'm a little out of sorts I've been contemplating Fallacies and things that scare me Why not try to let go? I've been feeling out of order I'm allowing change so Take a good look, this is me This is what I've come to be This is what I've come to be Look away cus we forgot The apathy that's tied in knots Hearing now our every thought Everything is show and tell And things are played off somewhat well All because we're rather bored Nothing matters anymore Moving along Dancing along Playing along I am Waiting for it Preparing it Looking for it I am Feeling around Messing around Looking at you I am Laughing a lot Losing a lot Looking at you I am What the hell should I do? I've been feeling out of order I've been sorta noticing Fallacies and that see me Surely you've always known I'm a little out of sorts First impressions reborn This what I've come to be This is what I shouldn't be This is what I wanna be