If these are the best years of my life
Then why is my soul filled with strife?
I wake up every morning wondering
What the hell now?
Happiness, a sin, a guilty pleasure within

While the world around me crumbles
All I hear are the troubles of an angry crowd
The towers topple yet no one feels their pain
So I sit in my room staying sane

Striving for perfection
Failing every time
When will we learn
That perfection must be earned?
Our slave master drives us
Each and every day
To remember that for our sins we will pay

While the world around me crumbles
All I hear are the troubles of an angry crowd
The towers topple yet no one feels their pain
So I sit in my room staying sane

Have you ever really smiled?
Have your dreams been fulfilled?
Happiness, a sin, a guilty pleasure within
The pain in my heart
Never will it subside
So I sit here in my room
Looking out my window
Staying sane

While the world around me crumbles
All I hear are the troubles of an angry crowd
The towers topple yet no one feels their pain
So I sit in my room staying sane