well somebody walked up to me   but i didn't know what to do   and then somebody said hello to me   but i didn't know what to do   because i think that my words could get   twisted so i bend my back over take a   gulp be funny cause i know there's nothing i can do      then my mother tried to pick me up   when i was sittin' down on the ground   something forced my little eyes come open   but i couldn't make out the sound   it doesn't matter cause my eyes are lying   and they don't have emotion   don't wanna be social, can't take it when they hate me   but i know there's nothing i can do      when my thoughts start to feel like mine   they're taken from me it seems to happen   all the time (every time)   and the feelings that are fine for you   there's somebody there   who doesn't think they are true   so think of something new   there's nothing left to do      and then my idols walk next to me   i look up at them they fade away   it's a destruction of a mystery   the more i listen to what they say   so does that mean that there's no more doin'   and there's no more thinkin'   and there's no more feeling   cause there's no right opinion   so can you tell me what i'm supposed to do