Fighting to be seen must be obscene because eyes shall only be had for one
But things change and nothing ever stays the same
And its like life is spiraling out of control
others come along and change the game and its competition for the number one spot
But the light in those bright eyes don't seem to hold the same sparkle and its changes the reality
When we're always fighting to be heard you scream and shout till your lungs burn out
Til the voice in your head says its over
Yeah its done
I think I'm finally out
