Set my mind to automatic
Set my mood to turn one way
Trying, focus to be static
Fake a smile and read the day
Try to talk about the weather when there's nothing else to say
You say "fine", I say "whatever" and I turn the other way
And I'm longing for the day...
When I'm finally gone
While my thoughts may seem provoking
My words always come out numb
Spitting lies 'til I am choking
Seethe with fear on days to come
When confronted I'm a coward, 'cause my argument's not strong
I'm a master, so I have heard, in the art of doing wrong
It's for one day that I long...
When I'm finally gone
Now everything seem so much lighter
All the clouds have flown away
Now the sun seem so much brighter
Happiness have come to stay
