LYRIC

Sick of it all, sick of it all
Tonight I’m gonna let it all out
I’m hitting a wall, hitting a wall
There’s nothing here I can live without
Versatile juvenile
Is that the way you want it to be?
Sand in your eyes, sand in your eyes
Tell me what you don’t really see

The coming of age has fallen from grace
And I don’t really know where I belong
If everything is right, then something’s wrong
Why do you preach for freedom of speech
If you don’t have a thing to say at all?
If you don’t have an answer to my call
If everything is right then something’s wrong

Nothing to lose, nothing to lose
The whole world is waiting right now
You get to choose, you get to choose
There’s something here you can live without
Darker times, state of mind
Is that the way you want it to be?
You run out of time, run out of time
And time is all you really need

The coming of age has fallen from grace
And I don’t really know where I belong
If everything is right, then something’s wrong
Why do you preach for freedom of speech
If you don’t have a thing to say at all?
If you don’t have an answer to my call
If everything is right it’s not at all

The coming of age has fallen from grace
And I don’t really know where I belong
If everything is right, then something’s wrong
Why do you preach for freedom of speech
If you don’t have a thing to say at all?
If you don’t have an answer to my call
If everything is right it’s not at all
If everything is right then something’s wrong

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