Just turned 37 but already way, way too old
To-to-to understand just half the things I am constantly being told
Whatever happend to time and not constantly being fed
Useless information about lives I have not led

Existance should be singing but it has no voice
All these opportunities but still it has no, still it has no choice
But to offer it's opinion like white noise

Thank god I don't have to participate
That I still have the right to choose, to choose, to choose, to choose my own faith (White noise)
You can all have a riot, I choose to stay quiet

Existance should be singing but it has no voice
All these opportunities but still it has no, still it has no choice
But to offer it's opinion like white noise
Guess we'll just keep on being helpless girls, helpless girls and boys, it has no voice.