Aliens - Pennywise

Everyday convince myself of everything I can 
and can't believe abused confused 
Everyday you fee every crime just stare up at the sky 
and wonder why afraid deranged 
Hold on to your promise you can use it for a crutch stand by 
while all your dreams are trampled in the dust 
Leave now before your slick machines begin to rust 
Last chance farewell among us 
Everyday you get a little bit older and everything gets hard you wonder 
why afraid deranged 
everyday you feel every crime an endless shocking show 
on the parade abused confused 
Where are the Aliens? 
We're the Aliens
Artist: Pennywise
Title: Aliens