I'm not truly angry
I'm not really pissed
I'm just trying to prove that I exist
I'm not really sick
No, no, I'm not very tired
I'm just trying to leave some kind of mark
Before I'm expired
There's no trick, nothing under my sleeve, well
You can listen, you don't have to believe me
And it's all right here in a little song
I'm not really jaded
I'm not quite so burned out
Just trying to make some kind of sense of what my life's about
So here's something different
Something one of a kind
An artifact for an archaeologist to find
I was told that I cannot succeed, that I was
Meant to follow down the cliff that they'd lead me
Think I'll make my stand with a little song
And for those who are still in doubt
'Xcuse me while I whip this out
I'm not really angry