[Intro] After listening to this song in full, I may come across to you as vulnerable. But without vulnerability, where would some of the world's greatest music come from? [Verse 1: khrys.] The power that a yell has is amazing It can turn wildness into complacence Take a plethora of races in the hugest populations And then sync them all at once with the damn same statements And dependent on the words, the yell has the potential To break a man and drag him to hell and back Putting that into consideration, it's no wonder Why I never liked the whole concept of getting yelled at And confusion does nothing but make it worse You don't know what the hell you're getting yelled at for For as long as I can remember, I never knew what I hindered To make everybody dislike me and spell that chord Of discord; and because of confusion, yelling With no intentions of rebellion, it made me stressed And made me work to make everybody from every crowd and clique the happiest Or face the consequences – what an unsavory mess And that strat was a motto of mine Since I was young, now I'm one plus one to the nine A third-year in a conservatory steady on the grind To make a living for himself while he's racing against time And now the motto of mine turned itself into a curse Time added factors to make it all such a turn for the worse Now I don't know what to do – there's no function for my brain This mental cyanide is driving me insane [Hook: Ed Seymour] There's a battle of two forces colliding in you, but you keep it in check In me that battle does dwell, and I'm not feeling so well; I'm a horrible wreck In this thing we call life, you must stay sharp as a knife when you make your moves So please be aware of these thoughts that we share, ‘cause it might get you too [Verse 2: khrys.] Now the process is to make you feel happy With the actions you do, but it ain't that easy You still have people that watch every single move And continue to judge you, and there ain't that breezy Wind to blow the cares away, you've got a status to keep Alright to you could be ratchet to me So it feels like I'm obliged to keep ‘em happy at the time Even though it's bad for me, I still keep it in my mind My ‘rents told me “think before I speak” And that “actions speak louder than words” But when life goes on and you're at your peak Those apply even more and it seems absurd That's pressure of society You can be the favorite or smothered with notoriety And the crazy thing is no views are righteous Everybody's different, plus they're all covered in bias! I don't understand the deal of it all It's like the things we think about triggers everyone to fall What a flaw that us humans possess And carry with us ‘til we're laying in a coffin with our hands on our chests Lying to rest with the people that did it before us Gathering more dust than a wood floor does I'm going crazy and I don't know what to say Someone put me in an asylum and lock me away [Hook: Ed Seymour] There's a battle of two forces colliding in you, but you keep it in check In me that battle does dwell, and I'm not feeling so well; I'm a horrible wreck In this thing we call life, you must stay sharp as a knife when you make your moves So please be aware of these thoughts that we share, ‘cause it might get you too [Bridge: Ed Seymour] Time is ticking, what you gonna do? It's too late to calm down, just face it; you're through Boy, you ain't got the answers (You ain't got the answers) You ain't got the answers (You ain't got the answers) Harmful conscience is a wonderful thing You just think yourself to d**h, what a joy life brings ‘Cause you ain't got the answers (You ain't got the answers) You ain't got the answers (You ain't got it, you ain't got it) [Hook: Ed Seymour] There's a battle of two forces colliding in you, but you keep it in check In me that battle does dwell, and I'm not feeling so well; I'm a horrible wreck In this thing we call life, you must stay sharp as a knife when you make your moves So please be aware of these thoughts that we share, ‘cause it might get you too