It Doesn't Matter Songtext

And maybe I'm right
When I say that I'm wrong
Maybe I should stay out of my own head

The trick to trickling down is that the poor expect the crown
but always end up dying cold and broke
And while I wait to grow up I'll watch the whole world blow up
and just sit and think "yeah that's what I thought"

And I'll do some drugs
To feel a false sense of love
Then hallucinate that life is but a dream

Smoke until I'm dry
Drink until I die
Because these addictions are exactly what they seem

And please don't get it confused
It's my own brain I abuse
I don't displace my anger onto my friends
And maybe you're right
When you say I look at things wrong
And all I need is to put a bullet in my brain

The trick to trickling down is that the poor expect the crown
but always end up dying cold and broke
And while I wait to grow up I'll watch the whole world blow up
and just sit and think "yeah that's what they get"

They work for us yet they assume the right to run us
Trickling down is another way to say they're pissing on us
Big brother is watching over what he considers to be his property
I'm trying to live my own life but it feels like something's stopping me
I'm tired with living in this pseudo free fucking world
This is not a fit place to raise a young boy or girl
You can try to be different but you're better off being the same
To us a constant struggle but to them it's just a game