So here's my leaving notice We're all sick with our own intentions But we're spoon fed and without directions The ambition is gone and we're all moving on too soon Brain washed to fit in with what we don't want, because it's too much to try Complain all the while, believe in the lie Because you're selling yourself short
Blind to your way out, you didn't even notice Incapable and now, well I still think we're all to blame âCause we're all the same, and you know this So here's my leaving notice
But the vices in your head are designed in your own bed And reflected in the window pane you tried to hide behind again So blame it on all of the things That contradict and cut your means And justify a way to be the way you are continually So here's my leaving notice
Blind to your way out, you didn't even notice Incapable and now, well I still think we're all to blame âCause we're all the same, and you know this So here's my leaving notice
We're all sick with our own intentions But we're spoon fed and without directions The ambition is gone and we're all moving on too soon We're moving on and out again, we traded time for "could have been" So write it off and call it hopeless I'm handing in my leaving notice. We're moving on and out again, we traded time for "could have been". So write it off and call it hopeless, I'm handing in my leaving notice
We're moving on and out again, we traded time for "could have been" So write it off and call it hopeless I'm handing in my leaving notice (We're moving on and out again, we're moving on andâŠ) We're spoon fed, we're brain dead