Look at how wonderful life can be
everyone seems to tell me
i cant blame them, its my own teaching
i wonder if they know its lies im preaching.

I dont feel happy, stuck in this flat
but of course i dont tell them that.
I tell them to fight with every last breath
I wonder if they know how much i want to embrace death.

I'm so trapped in whats supposed to be a normal life
with a nice flat, destined to become someones wife
with a few kids and a picket fence
I wonder if he knows that for me it would all just be pretence.

I just want to run away
Chase the sunset on a harley everyday.
Stop all the charade of a happy mandy
I wonder if i'll ever feel free.