always in the way i think i ve had enough of this why is everyone so cold and lonely here i go again i ll try relating to the selfishly absurd take me for a ride and leave me somewhere i can live without feeling everybody s sorrow i want to feel the numbness that surrounds most of our hearts to feel like i am normal while ripping lives apart somewhere on the way to degradation i met a man who put me in my place he said you will not see me you ll know the truth when you hear this trumpet play doctor can you give me something for my state of mind if we re all on the same pill it s alright sorry son you ll have to walk this bridge without a crutch we re out of medication the world is out of love just then i heard something from the distance the trumpet player sitting on the hill he said i really do not have an answer now then vanished standing still in the face on everyone i saw a little madness and decided not to be part of that scene the only way it seemed always on the wrong side of affection we step on heads to get mere than we need never understanding the afterglow the reflection of our greed
['melodic hardcore', 'pop punk', 'punk', 'skate punk']