The only thing that I need, the only thing that gets me by
Time will buy my soul or it will expire on the shelf
And I don’t sell control; it’s hard enough to get it myself
So I’m searching, I’m turning off the TV
I don’t want anything influencing me
Then I look at myself, well I’m a product of the environment
Everybody created me but they never explained what they meant
I’ve got an old soul. Everybody says my soul’s gone cold
Is it time to sell my control? Everybody says I’ve got an old soul
We stay on our own plane
Can’t be compared, we can’t be the same
The only thing that I need is what gets me by
Now I’m lurking, you can’t even see me
I’m crawling below the surface endlessly influencing
Look at yourself; you’re a product of the price you spent
And when past years burn your ears, all the rules are bent
My rules, your rules are bent
And I will buy my soul, won’t let it expire before health
You see time can’t break the mold; it’s hard enough you got to fill it yourself
Fill it
Such a big hole to fill, such a big hole to fill
When does a person stop accepting what is new?
What the other say will define you
Things they sold as true
Things they are told they need to understand
Taking that money right from your hand
Tell them to show their friends before the new fad
I’ve never accepted what is new
Who I am came from the roots
When did it end, yeah you know
There are no new places to go
If I’m wrong and it’s me
From of the saturation that I never see
If I’m wrong tell me I lied
When I’ve already died
The only thing that I need gets me by.