I’ve been trying to fit in my whole life
Self-imposed my own strife
wishing to overwrite my life with something nice
but I just keep running on the wheel of life with a bunch of mice

I’ve been trying to fit in, find the light
Honestly, This is all a joke, I'm done faking polite
doing what's right, fighting  the fight to end all plight
Fighting the fight only plightens the plight
hardens the strife
Deepens the knife and turns it to the right
all because we think we know whats right
we act like we know what's best for them
but do we know what's right for us?
No, we lost sight

I’ve been trying to fit in for so long
Forcing myself to do what feels wrong
Listening to the thong song, hit the long ****
Play along and act strong
Just to prolong the life long theme song of
“I don’t belong, but let me see your thong thong thong thong ”
I’ll just stop singing along with the throng  of prongs
There is nothing wrong with thinking with your ****
But do you want long term fulfillment or
Yesssssssss…now what? Cigarette? Emptiness?

That’s why I was depressed because I was trying to fit in with a world full of regret
Humanity feeling like they are always in debt, but have you ever checked
Why you do what you do and what gets you through
And how whatever you believe comes true for you
Not enough? Everyone ****? Life is tough?
Here you go, would you like fries with that too
It's no surprise that it's true
the one creating the blame is you
the shame's from you
The creator of the game is you
The only one you can change is you
You change you and the world around you changes too
Try to change the world around you first then it gives you a clue
That there is room for growth within you
I began to change from within
when I asked one question
Why am I trying to fit in?
Only because I never became my own friend
Only to hide that I wanted life to end
Only, so now I can show you what life is like when you never have to pretend

Could you be here?
the street sign, trees, puddles of wet snow
murmur Yesssssssss
father and daughter playing a card game
with the woman behind the counter
whisper You could, if you tried
the drawing and origami birds
folded up inside an exhibition booklet from Krakow
urge you
to be here.