With your eyes
Glazed and half-smiled
Explain to me the details of your God-given right
You point your finger
In my face but
You can't remember what you did last night
It's all fun and games 'til
You try to justify,
It's all well and done 'til
You question the choices in your life
Join all the billions
Of victims who prescribe to
This mediocre life
And all these years
Have all been lost looking for something
That you'll never find
It's all fun and games 'til
You try to justify,
It's all well and done 'til
You question the choices in your life
