just like they wanted, there's no feeling coming over menjust like they taught you since you learned how to crawlnand though i always tried to never point a finger,nthis town is forcing my own hand.nwith my back to the wallni see these kids who want a head-start in the rat racenlay down a couple grand to say they've been to schoolnwhere they find sex and drugs and hierarchy and alcoholnand no education. and they step right into the role.nshall i go on?nshall i go on into the night with nothing left to scream, or fightnbecause it knows me all too well?ni think about my neighbor, how he used to come over herenplay video games and listen to pearl jam's tennten years later he's in the army and he's over therenhe came back alive but days are black they sent him oceans away againni'm old enough to know the pain is just politicized,nthat's all it ever is to those that want controlnwe're just the eggs that they keep breaking for their omelettesnand then they swallow it down into a bottomless holenshall i go on?nshall i go on into that night with nothing left to scream, or fightnbecause i know it all too well?ni know that place inside that rolls it's eyes and heard it all beforenright now it needs to hear it even more until we find a curenfor that place inside that says with a sigh, it'll always be this way.nright now we need to hold it to the flames, because we're all to blamenfor that space inside that sets its sights on someone else's goalsnright now we need a brand new set of rules found deep inside the soulnof that place inside that wants a life and can't take it anymorenright now we need it like we never have before.