Paroles de Commentators

I don't want to be revolutionary No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody If I overstay my welcome, I will take my things and leave 'Cause I'm not trying to be revolutionary What gave you the impression that your opinion means anything to anyone? What gave you the right to bare arms against me; against us? You're nothing but a bunch of amateur commentators Who live your lives hiding behind a wall of insecurities I don't want to be revolutionary No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody If I overstay my welcome, I will take my things and leave 'Cause I'm not trying to be revolutionary Imagine it's already broken as you hold it in your hand Think of all the work you're doing, this work that you can only understand Suppose it's already faded as it drapes across your back Believe in all you have that's wonderful instead of everything that you lack I don't want to be revolutionary No, I'm just looking for the sweetest melody If I overstay my welcome, I will take my things and leave 'Cause I'm not trying to be revolutionary