you all everybody - Gatsbys American Dream

I’m not mad

I’m just tired and it makes me sad

At least it makes me something different

I hate this place and all these guys

And their fancy clothes

It doesn’t seem like music at all

I’ll speak the truth so

You know I mean it

I’ll take my time so

You know I mean it

You know I mean it

All the things I’ve seen

Just sing to me

To convince to me, my deep belief

There is a difference

There is a difference

This place is built of men

People who crush our hope (the things that make it different)

Our eyes, nobody owns

My eyes, just body and soul (it makes no difference)

Would you believe if you don’t stand up

And make a difference

And now you really want to wanna burn me

You really wanna but its much easier

You look the same and sound the same

You play the game and I want to misbehave

And I’m not that different

I’m not that different