Hippie Trim Silver Spoon
I've got a knife up my sleeve
Used it in my dreams
No need to scream
To be like this
Just be like this
Desperate to see
The way it used to be
When there was still
Something to hold on
This world is full
Of anger, greed, hypocrisy
Your silence speaks volumes
Its nothing less than an
Approval for greed
There's no excuse
Life's always been like this
We're too smart to ignore
To be like this
To live like this
To just heed, give in
I'd kill myself
To prove to them
It's not what it seems
And all those things you didn't do
They'll haunt you in your sleep
Another night
Another day
A Puppet on a string
Won't you set me free?