It's more than fists and phases It goes beyond life's little changes, it's not enough Banks, bombs, coffee shops Everything I own I can't even think a second Without my thoughts coming down to wreck it, know what I'm saying? Spirit's been gone for months When is it coming home? These hangups alone Are cutting me down Hurting my ears Chomp at the bit and bite at the masses Every day I miss it I practice petty fucking myths to fix it just for a while Shelve it with the rest of me Next to the faith I've loaned I sore my throat to get it I tune it in and turn it up to forget it, that's how it happens Stage fright therapy The only help I own These hangups alone Are cutting me down Hurting my ears Chomp at the bit and bite at the masses Forgot who's in control I'm killing what kills Healing what hurts Smile at the world, destroying these feelings And we sing And we sing