You

You
You speak in blacks and reds, it's the sound of the dead
You
You got a rising moon, you've got a mind like a balloon
You
You keep believing that you're gonna be a man soon
While I
Just delude myself instead

You
You got them caught up in a corner while they try to play games
You
You never know the right time to change
You
You extend the pretty moments 'cause you go and get high
While I
Can't say I like the look of that life

And when I
Tried to walk against the tide
You caught me
You see

You
You think the world sets out just to put you in doubt
You
You sold your empathy so that you could talk loud
You
You got a shallow side that gives you kicks to hide
And I
Only wish I had that kind of pride