Where is the logic in not loving your pursuit
People advise that you’d do right to follow suit
To keep your thoughts and mind distracted from the truth
Is that for you
Is there a need for all of this rushing around
It seems as if we are resigned to feeling down
Otherwise why would we waste our time doing things that we don’t want to do

I gratefully reject your advice
'Cause one day I'll be gone, away from all of this
And I won’t carry on, merely to exist
Who are you to say, that there’s a certain way
Well I refuse to follow it

Gonna go my own way

I find it hard to listen to the same old words,
They are redundant to my ears they can’t be heard
Take off the shackles and you are free as a bird
So fly away
Narrow parameters to keep us all contained
Block off the other routes and lead you down their way
And if you don’t get out then that is where you’ll stay
For all your days

I think I’m gonna make my own road
'Cause one day I'll be gone, away from all of this
And I won’t carry on, merely to exist
Who are you to say, that there’s a certain way
Well I refuse to follow it