Don't let me in your house. Don't let me get inside you.
Don't let me in or I'm going to take you away.
Don't cover up who you are.
Don't let the clothes be all that you're made.
Do you change yourself for acceptance?
Do you really care what they have to say?
Why do you need me to save you?
Why can't you start to think for yourself?
If you look to others for answers,
you'll get lost you'll become somebody else.
What do you find yourself doing, lately?
Rebelling one minute and then you conform the next?
Who do you find yourself following lately?
And do these people really deserve your respect?
We could go so far away to a land far away most people say in the sky.
But where do you go when you die?
There is no afterlife past this one. Is there afterlife past this one?
Where do you go when you die?
Where do you go when you die?
What do you find yourself doing, lately?
Rebelling one minute and then you conform the next?
Who do you find yourself following lately?
And do these people really deserve your respect?
