OH, THE HUMANITY!

At 17, I bet that I was such a handsome thing.
I bet that you could see the optimism dripping off of me, but I suppose, this is how it always had to go.
The clouds were rolling in, the skies were graying quickly...

But I grit my teeth and I beat my chest in the greedy face of the ugliness and I pushed it down where I could not feel it, then I kept my cool, because my cool concealed it...

But I know, I can't let it go, I've been here too long.
Maybe I'm the one that changed but if so, I want the devil I know, not some angel I don't.
If it seems like they're all singing along but they're doing it wrong, you're doing it wrong.
I can feel it in the air!
Now something tells me, we've been here before...

At 21, I was basking in the warming sun. I fell in love with the idea that life had meaning to it. So imagine my surprise when I did realize that everybody here was just coincidental...

You take your love, put it on your shelf, while you're moving units for someone else, til you see dead eyes in the mirror's face.
It's a fucked up time, in a fucked up place.

But I know, I can't let it go, I've been here too long.
Maybe I'm the one that changed but if so, I want the devil I know, not some angel I don't.
If it seems like they're all singing along but they're doing it wrong, you're doing it wrong.
I can feel it in the air!

Now something tells me, we've been here...something colder in the air...
as I feel my eyes growing tired and blind, can you calm me down, would you calm me down?!
Because my bones and spirit bend and break but I never thought that they would...

Now I'm 33, and all that's left for me is greed, spite, and jealousy.
Oh, the humanity!