Sick Minds

I don't know what is true,
I'm so fucked up.
Should i believe in you?
N' i don't know anymore,
I look at your face
Your spirit is so poor

No one will tell me what to do.
I'm sick of being nice with people like you,
N' no one can ever find
A way to change my mind.

You know that's not fuckin right at all,
But you won't listen to me, you won't let me be, did ever saw?



I know there's somebody behind you
Telling you how to be
But i don't know why (i don't know why) you point your finger at me.

Why?
I'm so confused...