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