[Intro]

My friends are telling me I need to get out

It’s more depressing than it’s ever been now

I saw it coming, but I still feel let down

Here's a question for you guys, um

[Chorus]

Soldiers hid in their barracks

Hiding from the tyranny of the cloth

Heretics in hysterics

Tryna find some light, like a bunch of moths

[Verse 1]

There's no reason or rhyme

I see it all the time

Let's be contrarians just for the hell of it

Folks that are passed their primes

Decide what counts as crimes

Ignore the facts, that shit is just irrеlevant

[Chorus]

Soldiers hid in their barracks

Hiding from thе tyranny of the cloth

Heretics in hysterics

Tryna find some light, like a bunch of moths

[Verse 2]

I get it, it’s trendy

To live life pretending

That everything is evil all the time

You got what you wanted

But you’re still undaunted

In screaming that you know it's all a lie

[Breakdown]

Here's a question for you guys, um...Is it...Is it necessary? Is it necessary that every single person on this planet, um, expresses every single opinion that they have on every single thing that occurs all at the same time? Is that - is that - necessary? Um, or, to ask it a slightly different way, um, can...can anyone...shut the fuck up?

[Verse 3]

Don't know what I'm saying, but I'll say it anyway

Hypocrite delirium, I do this every day

Tell me something crazy if you want, just let me say

I won’t ask no questions, I know I’m already sane

People sick and dying, but let's make this about me

If the spotlight isn't on me, I might fucking go crazy

Nevermind the evidence, I’ll focus on beliefs

Only tell me what I want to hear, the rest is heresy

[Chorus]

Soldiers hid in their barracks

Hiding from the tyranny of the cloth

Heretics in hysterics

Tryna find some light, like a bunch of moths

Soldiers hid in their barracks

Hiding from the tyranny of the cloth

Heretics in hysterics

Tryna find some light, like a bunch of moths