i can give the hundred million reasons
to build a barricade
blame it on the changing of the seasons
the thoughts that I convey

does it make it alright?
it doesn't make it alright

to roll it over my soul
leave me here
roll it over my soul
leave me here

look around at all the plastic people
who live without a care
try to sit with me around my table
but never bring a chair

does it make it alright?
it doesn't make it alright

to roll it over my soul
leave me here
roll it over my soul
and leave me here

to roll it over my soul
leave me here
roll it over my soul
leave me here

to roll it over my soul
leave me here
roll it over my soul
leave me here

roll it over my soul
leave me here