What were they supposed to do?
Losing sight of who they were, and I wish they knew
How they could have changed
When all they knew was how to act for their
Figures of discipline
What could they do
To change their narrow view
To change their narrow view
Let me tell you a story of a person I once knew
They slaved all day for a life that they didn't choose
Whose to blame for this fight or flight (Theres something draining the colour)
What a shame to waste their life
Why can't they just see
Who their meant to be
Oh how they try
To force feed them fallacies
(Will I get to, a place
Where I'm happy again)
Let me tell you a story of a person I once knew
They slaved all day for a life that they didn't choose
Whose to blame for this fight or flight (Theres something draining the colour)
What a shame to waste their life
(I know I started from the bottom)
Heads up here comes another problem
(Is this something to shape me)
To who you're meant to be
You're living a life that you didn't choose
It's do or die, search for something new