Picking At My Brain

Picking at my brain, need a place to stay 
Open your door and let me in 
Don't wanna stand outside no more 
Will you lose? Will you win? 
Think of the things that could happen 
Where you stand, another useless fashion 
Stupid actions on your behalf 
Second guess yourself, get yourself arrested 
Drunken nights and spinning lights 
Get in a fight despite your rights 
HA! HA! HA! 
Genocide's not justified, but everything's alright 

Picking at my brain 
Got to find a place to run to 
Picking at my brain 
Got to find a place to run and hide 
Picking at my brain 
Picking at my brain 
Picking at my brain 
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! 

Ticking clock of fame, not in the spotlight 
Picking at my brain, gonna go insane 
Close your eyes again, again 
You hate the places that you've been 
Thought of all the things you've said 
Marching ahead, not looking back 
Oh not again, not again 
Rip up the paper holding notes that you hold 
You call your own 
And overthrow authority to make it something never known 
And you're spitting in the rain 
Something I can not explain 
Need to find someone who feels the same way