Look at me, sitting in this chair    I'm twenty-two and I don't care    My ideals have disappeared    I became one of those I've always feared       I had the illusion that I could change the world    Ideals lost, Ideals lost    Nowadays I laugh about the dreams I've had    Ideals lost, Ideals lost       They call it grown-up, I think it's just old    Never thought that life could feel so cold    I've lost my faith in my own friends    Always thought true friendship never ends       I'm replaceable and it makes me sad    Ideals lost, Ideals lost    Nowadays I laugh about the dreams    I've had Ideals lost, Ideals lost       Leave me alone and I'll be fine    Do your thing and allow me mine    I just need to disengage    Rebuilt myself and release my pent up rage