[Intro, Ceschi]
Say it to my face, if you mean it
Facing my demons daily
Believing there's something better next season
Say it to my face, if you mean it
Facing my demons daily
Believing there's something better next season
Been breaking every bone
Trying to fit into this space
This box is not a home
All these monsters in my brain
Swallowing my body whole
Take me out of this place
This box is not a home
Take me out of this place
[Verse 1]
The calendar's changing
But I'm still stuck in the same
And there's no way out of this frame that they locked me in
Growing gray with every passing day, what a waste
Been reaching for deities to save me
Or for some definition of freedom
Living within levels of slavery
Rod Stewart, give me some sort of reason to believe
While the wonderful world of Disney is burning
Now it seems my skin is simply bursting at the seams
And soon I'll literally spill my guts
To paint the town red with my blood streams
Awfully ominous, aren't we?
Existentialist shit is boring
Off with his head, onto another story
Gory details of survival are forming, calluses onto my body
Only worms will witness all of this glory
[Chorus]
Another dreaded sunny day
So let's find reasons to complain
I've been around the world and noticed
Humans suck the same
Clichés say, clichés say
One day, everything will be okay
So let's go to the cemetery gates
And wait for everything to fade away, okay?
[Verse 2]
Make me up and paint me with a supermodel face
New bone structure, with a more popular taste
I'm afraid my frame is far too wide to try to grace
The pages of your magazine, so toss me with the waste
I'm vomiting all over fucking prominence
Slowly tearing the palace to only rubble and embers barely glowing
Say it to my bloody face if you mean it
Fame is something meaningless
Beating melodies into brains
And feeding people shit
Isn't it awful to be tossed into potholes
Of poverty by apostles of gold and property?
I don't even really wanna know
Where the world's gonna go
When the last body decomposes
Hopeless romantic dreaming up possibilities for the planet
This life never can plan it
Baby I'mma live it to the fullest if I can
And stand up to the gargantuan
Robots and cops watching
Boxing us into some awful operating system
And plotting constantly, to keep the population from revolting
While the world is eroding
They'll remain the only ones controlling
[Chorus]
Another dreaded sunny day
So let's find reasons to complain
I've been around the world and noticed
Humans suck the same
Clichés say, clichés say
One day, everything will be okay
So let's go to the cemetery gates
And wait for everything to fade away, okay?
[Verse 3]
The time has come
For us to stare directly into the sun (The time has come)
To stop blindly following, swallowing crumbs (The time has come)
To take back any bit of freedom, got a feeling (The time has come)
To hit him with punches
From the bunches of us suffering
Fucking taste razor blades
Bash, face to face
Displace the state, in any way we may
Say no more all of us eaten
Like animals beaten bit into our flesh
And our speech is defeated by our own leaders
Don't tell me it's okay
I don't wanna hear another damn cliché today
I said don't tell me it's okay
I don't wanna hear another damn cliché today
If you a undercover cop, or a snitch
You're a pig
And you better not set a fucking foot where I live
We don't even know who we are, do we?
It's sad to think
[Chorus]
Another dreaded sunny day
So let's find reasons to complain
I've been around the world and noticed
Humans suck the same
Clichés say, clichés say
One day, everything will be okay
So let's go to the cemetery gates
And wait for everything to fade away, okay?
