Ever since this troubled world began
Every woman and man
Trying to find some purpose in their lives
A way to survive
And I'm the same
I'm not ashamed
Riddle's my middle name
I'm not a saint
I've got no complaints
There's a lot of worse things I ain't

I'm crackin' up

People wanna put their tag on you
Define what you do
And you might enjoy some small renown
But it's hard to live down
Stuck in a mould
Do what you're told
A product that's bought and sold
Made out of straw
Sentenced before
The Court Of Unwritten Law

I won't stand for it so I am
Crackin' up
I've got no time for it so I am
Crackin' up

Though I hide behind a cool facade
I can't drop my guard
Almost made myself a nervous wreck
Keeping feelings in check
You've gotta perform
Stick to the norm
Wishing you were never born
You've gotta behave
Facing looking brave
And you'll dig yourself an early grave