I can give a hundred million reasons
To build a barricade

I blame it on the changin' of the seasons
The thoughts that I convey

Does it make it alright
It doesn't make it alright
To roll it over my soul
Leave me here
Roll it over my soul
Leave me here

Look around at all the plastic people
Who live without a care
Try to sit with me around my table
But never bring a chair

Does it make it alright
It doesn't make it alright
To roll it over my soul
Leave me here
Roll it over my soul
Leave me here


To roll it over my soul
Leave me here
Roll it over my soul
Leave me here

To roll it over my soul
Leave me here
Roll it over my soul
Leave me here