Nobody listens any more to the lies   Is there a woman who keeps swallowing flies   Is there a Jesus waiting arms open wide   Too many stories, and too many.   Nobody listens any more to the trees   All moving too fast turning birds into bees   Some say the hurricane will soon be a breeze   I want to see it I want to believe   Wake up and smell the roses trust me and leap   The hand that rocks the cradle rocks you to sleep   It's not what you think it's not what you see   Is there a future or is it just me   Some days I'm happy, some days I'm all right (victim)   Some days I'm thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)   Some days it's easy, some days it's a fight (victim)   Some days I'm thinking life itself is the price   The wind it whispers today could be your last   Annihilation but why overreact   All roads are leading to repeating the past   I see the weeds are coming up again through the cracks   Some days I'm happy, some days I'm all right (victim)   Some days I'm thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)   Some days it's easy, some days it's a fight (victim)   Some days I'm thinking life itself is the price   Some people never fly, some people fly and die   Some people tell you that ours is not to reason why   Some people live alone, some people live a lie   Some people tell you that the grass is greener if you're high   Some people sell you love, some people sell you faith   Some people sell you white and openly engender hate   Some people fight to win, some people have to fight   Some people tell you that to turn the other cheek is right   Some people have it all, some people never will   Some people go through life oblivious to all its ills   Some people live in hope,some people live in fear   Some days I'm thinking fuck it all   It's wasted on deaf ears   Nobody listen any more it's a crime   Religious freaks see it all as a sign   We're preaching equal with a mountain to climb   Am I alone here or am I wasting my   Okay   Some days I'm happy, some days I'm all right (victim)   Some days I'm thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)   Some days it's easy, some days it's a fight (victim)   Some days I'm thinking life itself is the price