Apparatus (Live At CBGB, 1996)

Looking down again
Looking down again
Locked inside again
Hide my eyes again
Looking down
Locked inside
Hide my eyes
Again

Staring at my feet again
Staring at my feet again
Swimming in the shallow end

Get your eyes off my back
Get your eyes off my back
Get your eyes off my back
Your eyes
I tried to listen to empty heads
I embraced ideals already dead
I tried to listen
I tried to fit in

Oh I tried
Yeah I lied
Yeah I died for you
For you
For you

I tried to be what you want me to be
Trying to be the impossible
Trying
Trying to be the impossible (All my friends are dying off I'm a smoking fucking head)
Dying to be acceptable (All my friends are living on I hope I wind up dead)
Dying to be
Your standards are killing me