Everyday

I look around and it's the same old situation on a different day

These masses of confrontation beating me down

I'm picking at the pieces to put them all back into place

A never ending crossword of questions collaborates

While asking myself, where are we going in time?

But hey, everyday, I'll pick my feet up off the ground

And everyday you'll see, I don't make believe

That everything is okay, but in the end

The life that you choose to lead is your fate

You'll see

Communication with yourself and asking,

"Is this really where I want to be?"

No way!

Patronized, antagonized, and bound beyond

the boundaries of everyday life

A mutual enmity for a system of conformity, and asking myself,

Is this really where I want to be?

Anchors away, don't let it drag you down oh no!

But hey everyday, I'll pick my feet up off the ground

And everyday you'll see, I don't make believe

That everything is okay, but in the end

The life that you choose to lead is your fate

You'll see: !!!

Well I know by now, but keep wondering how

How many times will I fall?

I'll keep standing tall!

Everything you talk about and everything you see

Everybody's trying to tell you who you want to be

Don't try to separate reality from dreaming

Trust yourself, keep on believing

I think I can is all that you can really tell yourself

Just keep on and moving my friend oh yeah someday you're gonna see!

That hey everyday, well I'll pick my feet up off the ground

And everyday, you'll see, I don't make believe

That everything is okay, but in the end

The life that you choose to lead is your fate

You're gonna see