Why do I deny all that's accepted true?

Why can't I live my life like I'm expected to?

Get a college degree, buy colour  TV?

Oh what's exactly the mater with me?



I believe no one's conclusions, I think for myself.

I take nothing for granted, my brain aint on the shelf.

I've got my views though I'm missed and confused.

Oh what's exactly the matter with me?



Why can't I settle down in one little place?

Find me a girl and get out of this race?

But, my boots start itching, my eyes start looking.

Oh what's exactly the matter with me?



Why can't I march when the cause is just?

Stamp out oppression, greed and lust?

Oh, inferiority, insecurity.

Yeah, that's exactly the matter with me.



Why do I “yes” people that I despise?

Why can't I say “I hate you” right to your eyes?

Oh, Inferiority in hostility.

Yeah, that's exactly the matter with me.

That's exactly the matter with me.