Running With Scissors

Wasn't the voices in my head Those places I don't go With people I don't know Keep building the box to bury it Tidy up this mess But it won't stop It's got me locked up now I mean to get ugly Intend to do something They won't like I've got my reasons They're never gonna stop us now We're a violent wind Twisting everything They're never gonna stop us now Their opinions staved Like broken weathervanes It wasn't the fables they invent Insipid and fractured The greenest of pastures No matter how many train wrecks they design De-railing every time I won't get choked up I won't get roped up now More starving than hungry Less honest than angry with myself Can't stop the bleeding No matter who's accused We all have been abused This cage, a victims triangle Leaves us trapped, confused Try my very best I'm just like all the rest I need an out, deliverance A place of consequence Get up, get out of bed Clear that mussed up head There's no place we can't go If we refuse to play a role They're never gonna stop us now We're a violent wind Twisting everything No they're never going to stop us now Their opinions staved Like broken weathervanes