I've got a bad connection

It seems there's nothing more that I can do

I've been staring at a wall since noon

There's nothing more that I'm used to

With all these fucked up difference

And not to mention points of view

What we don't' see

What out of sight

Not out of mind

We're told to

Just sit back and listen and not say a word

Just do what you tell me and never be heard

That's just the type of bullshit that I'd expect from you

You're driving me crazy

Siempre Loco

I've got that good old fashioned feeling running

Through my bones

They call it free will, now taking control

I'll speak my mind, and my actions?

Live the way that I choose

I'm tuning you out, and I will never