ANGST!

When I was a young boy
I used to go to school
I did what I was told
And played by all the rules
But I wanted to be myself
And they didn’t let me try
And all that I could do
Was ask myself why.

What am I doing here?
Why is my life not clear to me?
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know where I’m going
All that I need is another change of scenery
Then I would see what life really means to me.

When I was a young man
I wanted to rebel
I wanted to change the system
I wanted to go to hell
Society was bad
And justice was a lie