And inside these old habits
New dreams hold fires
Broken promises
That's all I have
A twisted song
That's all I've got 
My severing goal
But I'm washing myself all away
This lovely tidiness, my featherbrain
And you tell me to try myself for it to fit into 
Took it rate of my wilderness
I'm washing myself all away
This lovely tidiness, my featherbrain
Ever y rebel it appears
All the rule they twisted
Even where walked my ..., my civical
Now am I squaring off?
Or am I still to march?
Oh oh me