to be lost in a state of confussion
no sense of direction you can't be found
far from the truth of the slim and shady youth
but it's all the same it's all the same to me

with open arms you embrace abbrassive action
you welcome verbal violence your thoughts unsound
you wear the message on your face i'll wipe it off without a trace
'cause i'm all the rage i'm all the rage again

if you could see that it's all the same to me
i can't believe you can mean those things you say
the harder i keep running
the harder i keep running
the more you waste my time

don't look now but your friends are not around
to protect the words they gave you to be just like them
you say the words fuck you and yeah i've got a message to
hey we're all the same we're all the same as you

if we can't get along we'll have to find a middleground
if we can agree that we disagree about the same things we believe to be true
from me to you nothing but messages and paper planes
members only and memories end in the end they end