at nights when all us weirdo freaks crawl out and have a blast making sense ain't easy the daylight hours can't save us now we'll leave them in the past making sense ain't easy we're tired of being let down we're tired of thinking too much alone let's fit into something else we haven't yet outgrown we're the dreamers no one cares to meet driven by inspiration making sense ain't easy the punx they won't show on tv content in out isolation making sense ain't easy this world can't use a fuck up it's so quick to suck up all the phony shit I get drugged up to escape it's too easy to get all tangled up in life's big net of nothing meaning can be found in the simplest things escape ain't exactly hiding we all need some hiding from everything
