Take On The World

Well, I hate my writing It's all the same But it trips like posture My head just hangs And I hate myself, man But who's to blame? I guess I'm just see-through Window panes Because if it's our way To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something Something Something I still hate my music It's all the same But it trips like posture My head just hangs And I hate myself, man But who's to blame? I guess I'm just fucked up Or too insane Because if it's our way To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something To take on the world It would be something Something Something