So sick of silence broken   And plagiarized with play tokens   Somebody stole my only daydreams   And took the credit for my miseries      I feel suffocated   Boiled up and blind and claustrophobic   Completely insufficient   Indignant and defiant      I'm trying to remember all the names   Of the ones who hopped aboard the taken train      They took my constitution   Tore it up and made revisions   Changed the color of the ink   Tried to forge the way I think      So sick of tired nothings   That have the gall to put a foot in   Never knowing they're unwanted   Never having guilty conscience      I'm trying to remember all the names   Of the ones who hopped aboard the taken train   I've been rolling with the punches   I've taken all I can   There's something sad about the symptoms   Of the ordinary man      I don't take relief or comfort   In ignoring the rise to fame   Of the tedious and tiresome   The pretentious, dull and plain