at nights when all us weirdo freaks  crawl out and have a blast  making sense ain't easy  the daylight hours can't save us now  we'll leave them in the past  making sense ain't easy  we're tired of being let down  we're tired of thinking too much alone  let's fit into something else  we haven't yet outgrown  we're the dreamers no one cares to meet  driven by inspiration  making sense ain't easy  the punx they won't show on tv  content in out isolation  making sense ain't easy  this world can't use a fuck up  it's so quick to suck up  all the phony shit  I get drugged up to escape  it's too easy to get all tangled up  in life's big net of nothing  meaning can be found in the simplest things  escape ain't exactly hiding  we all need some hiding  from everything