Wings Of Icarus

Something's wrong Something's wrong
Nowhere to belongOn the outside even of the outsiders
Sell our souls for a diagnosis
Will that pigeonhole hold the cure?
Purify that deemed so impure
Swallow a pill to dull the pain
And bear each day, each day the same
Icarus spread those wingsLet them embrace what lies within
Spread those wings soar high above
Labels smashed by courage and love
Lable me Lable you
It's all untrue
It's all untrue
Shamed into silent suffering
Too afraid to allow another in
I'm a failure I'm a letdown I'm a loser I'm a burden
Not a normal functioning human
But what the [bad word] is normal anyway?
Does it exsist in this game of life we play?
And why should i function? I'm not a machine
Not a robot worker I'm a human being
Icarus spread those wingsLet them embrace what lies within
Spread those wings soar high above
Labels smashed by courage and love
The human brain can be a useful tool
But more often it plays the fool
Fooling us into feeling dirty
Of no real value so unworthy
But if we let the heart take over
Accept ourselves and eachother
We can shape our own reality
Cherishing our individuality
Lable me Lable you
It's all untrue
It's all untrue