This day has no room for us
No idle time found for a thorn in the side
They'll have not of this
Well then throw away the beauty of it all
Throw aside the truest nuances, that inner pride and joy deemed foolishness
Wishful thinking to have a mind unabashed by societal well-being
Live it all and die trying before a small taste of wasted years
And this year has no room for us
To gain control by acting on emotion
Looking to the mirror to gain redemption
Actin' gout dreams far forgotten in those tortured four to ten years
After the hell you said you'd never repeat
Mocking us for taking some of the marrow
Fighting a losing battle
And you say this world has no room for us