I'm always back into a corner I'm always feeling insecure I always head toward disorder I always think so self-assured While it's time, while it's time For me to go outside And face the world again I'm always trudging from a distance I never like to get too close These people are so involved with themselves They're always at each other's throats Now it's time, now it's time For me to go outside And face the world again Go against the grain, against the grain They'll follow soon, they'll follow soon They'll follow soon Go away against the grain They're all the same They'll follow soon, they'll follow soon They'll follow you Soundest war of empty souls Partaking in meaning rituals They drown their sorrows Then go cold, unconscious Repeat the process Down to the river, to the ocean To the open sea I'm in it, take me under Take me with you, please Am I enough? Is it destiny or triviality? What did I offer a creature this life? Or is this blessed life? Is this really what life is all about? Chasing dreams until they overflow Down to the river, to the ocean To the open sea I'm in it, take me under Take me with you, please All of this was illusory at best Looking out for nothing This is where we part This is where the story ends I'm in it Go against the grain They'll follow soon Go away against the grain They're all the same They'll follow soon They'll follow you Go against the grain They'll follow soon Go away against the grain They're all the same They'll follow soon They'll follow you Go against the grain