If life is so simple
Why do we throw ours away?
It comes back to us
When we're all dead
What is pride?
Is it just some word
To describe how much
We loathe everyone
Because they hate us

Something's aren't taken into account
Like all of the ways
People keep what they stole
From all of those people
Lost to the things around them
It's too frustrating
Watch these things go to waste
What can you do?
What can you do...

Line up and pledge allegiance
To someone you don't know
When will it get better
For those without a thing
As long as we return our number
We are the friends
To those with everything
With everything
Those with everything