| Song | Revolution |
| Artist | D-A-D |
| Album | Monster Philosophy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I tell myself what I already told me | |
| Told myself 'bout a dozen times | |
| See it's like I'm in someone Who hates me | |
| I'm looking out through His eyes | |
| Tell you what I got no legs to stand on | |
| I keep screaming at the messenger | |
| I know thinking got me into this mess now | |
| But can it get me out of here... | |
| I threw myself out a 1000 times | |
| To seperate body from mind | |
| But you know I didn't give a damn | |
| I'm gonna be just who I am | |
| Standing on the curb I'm a one man party | |
| I think it's over but I know it's not | |
| Screaming all the things I don't wanna know about me | |
| Like I recieved a postcard from god | |
| Some need a wild and mythic idol | |
| To represent their boring lives | |
| All I got is this indigenous cycle | |
| It's all me, myself and I | |
| Even the most terrible battles | |
| You leave some places untouched | |
| If my whole world is upside down | |
| I'll come around – I must... |
| I tell myself what I already told me | |
| Told myself ' bout a dozen times | |
| See it' s like I' m in someone Who hates me | |
| I' m looking out through His eyes | |
| Tell you what I got no legs to stand on | |
| I keep screaming at the messenger | |
| I know thinking got me into this mess now | |
| But can it get me out of here... | |
| I threw myself out a 1000 times | |
| To seperate body from mind | |
| But you know I didn' t give a damn | |
| I' m gonna be just who I am | |
| Standing on the curb I' m a one man party | |
| I think it' s over but I know it' s not | |
| Screaming all the things I don' t wanna know about me | |
| Like I recieved a postcard from god | |
| Some need a wild and mythic idol | |
| To represent their boring lives | |
| All I got is this indigenous cycle | |
| It' s all me, myself and I | |
| Even the most terrible battles | |
| You leave some places untouched | |
| If my whole world is upside down | |
| I' ll come around I must... |
| I tell myself what I already told me | |
| Told myself ' bout a dozen times | |
| See it' s like I' m in someone Who hates me | |
| I' m looking out through His eyes | |
| Tell you what I got no legs to stand on | |
| I keep screaming at the messenger | |
| I know thinking got me into this mess now | |
| But can it get me out of here... | |
| I threw myself out a 1000 times | |
| To seperate body from mind | |
| But you know I didn' t give a damn | |
| I' m gonna be just who I am | |
| Standing on the curb I' m a one man party | |
| I think it' s over but I know it' s not | |
| Screaming all the things I don' t wanna know about me | |
| Like I recieved a postcard from god | |
| Some need a wild and mythic idol | |
| To represent their boring lives | |
| All I got is this indigenous cycle | |
| It' s all me, myself and I | |
| Even the most terrible battles | |
| You leave some places untouched | |
| If my whole world is upside down | |
| I' ll come around I must... |