Everyone I talk to
Is fighting emptiness
Far too many crossroads
Security is less
Life comes with no manuals
And little are we taught
Happiness and freedom
Are promoted to be bought
But it isn’t all that easy
When you’re made out of fire
And it isn’t all that easy
When you’re bursting with desire
And it isn’t all that easy
When you haven’t got a clue
And that blindfold
Is blinding you
Well, look at my ex-boyfriend
-he’s just spinning ‘round
He says he’s feeling crazy
But he’s just not getting down
And every weekend we go clubbing
We’re insecure and safe
And everyone is thinking
That the other one has faith
Give me a religion
Lead me to the light
Or fill me up with drugs
That make me crazy for a night