Suckin' up, suckin' up to hypocrites Movin' up, backin' up, I'm like a I think a lot but then I don't remember anything And I don't even know how I got here Does anybody really have a chance?
Well I am just a volunteer I'm not some faceless pawn That you can tread upon (3rd chorus : that you can trample on)
Cleanin' up, pickin' up your messes You keep me running till I don't remember anything I'm sick of livin' like today's tomorrow Right into never never land