We, The Uninspired

Hey Miss "Die A Little"

Cuts and bruises will always heal

But you still pick your poisons

When you dream of alcohol and pills

Hey Miss "Die A Little"

How do you expect yourself to live?

Punch me awake.

We're the uninspired

There'll be no white flags over the heads

Of the sick and tired

This world is for the living not the dead

But we're still the uninspired

Hey Mr. "Always Wonder"

Why's the inside of your head so filled?

You can't see your future

Through all the walls that you've ever built

Hey Mr. "Always Wonder"

How do you expect yourself to live?

Punch me awake.

We're the uninspired

There'll be no white flags over the heads

Of the sick and tired

Maybe its the standing still that kills

What's alive inside us?

This world is for the living not the dead

But we're still the uninspired

March me in with the rank and file,

Bury me in deep denial,

I'll sit here and gladly smile,

With the rest of the uninspired

Punch me awake.

We're the uninspired

There'll be no white flags over the heads

Of the sick and tired

Maybe its the standing still that kills

What's alive inside us?

This world is for the living not the dead

But we're still the uninspired