I wearing out my welcome and the line has lost my place seems like rhyme and reason has vanished without a trace I'm paranoid and terrorized and ain't it such a shame where is the hope in a world thats gone insane?
It's not my problem
And so I hit the street that's choking with the smog of hate I'm filled with paranoia when I think about my fate We're losing all our freedom but you try to play it safe You never think to compromise before it's too late BUT all you wanna do is be the center of attention Escapism abounds because you cannot take the tension you're living out a lie and your whole world is an invention guess the truth is something that the news forgot to mention
It's not my problem
It's all a smokescreen What are we living for? There's bombs over Baghdad Is it worth dying for? Is this all a dream What are we living for? This isn't a dream... It's more like a nightmare
It's not my problem... No solution, not my problem now.
