Picking At My Brain

Picking at my brain, need a place to stay

Open your door and let me in

Don't wanna stand outside no more

Will you lose? Will you win?

Think of the things that could happen

Where you stand, another useless fashion

Stupid actions on your behalf

Second guess yourself, get yourself arrested

Drunken nights and spinning lights

Get in a fight despite your rights

HA! HA! HA!

Genocide's not justified, but everything's alright

Picking at my brain

Got to find a place to run to

Picking at my brain

Got to find a place to run and hide

Picking at my brain

Picking at my brain

Picking at my brain

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Ticking clock of fame, not in the spotlight

Picking at my brain, gonna go insane

Close your eyes again, again

You hate the places that you've been

Thought of all the things you've said

Marching ahead, not looking back

Oh not again, not again

Rip up the paper holding notes that you hold

You call your own

And overthrow authority to make it something never known

And you're spitting in the rain

Something I can not explain

Need to find someone who feels the same way