Tell me why, tell me why
Why are they always pushing me?
Block my vision so I can't see
Hold me down while they grind on me

Mind your own, just let me be
Go let them in, there are our friends
As long as they play Monopoly
Nothing to hide, set up the scene

Heading a false reality
We need a hype, got a hype
If we believe in what they say
Closer to me, rather behind

It don't seem so far away
Watch your mouth on mindless beach
Be your best, stay on your feet
Cry to so when you weep

Why are they always hounding me?
Why? Tell me why?
Brother's crying, sons are dying
Sounds of weapons, bullets flying

Never giving always taking
Filled with lies, always faking
Never carry, never shake
Always rough and overbearing

Why do you want to fight with me?
Tell me why, tell me why
Sell them tractors, give them seeds
Help them boost their economy

Let them up and hear their pleads
Mind your own, just set them free

It's closer than you know

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Alexander Schloss, Greg Hetson, Keith Morris