Flipside

Trying to get high, but you wanted me low

Good things are happening, but happen slow

Some kind of mystery from long ago

I finally know who I'm supposed to be

My mind was locked but I found the key

Hope it don't ever slip away from me

Raw times, fun lines

Moments pass by and I cry

Rewind, step behind

It's hard to find the flipside

I can't stand when you tell me to get back

We're all free, why don't you see we can't just be

I saw your reflection all over on the news

Your temperature's well past a hundred and two

Put the guns away, or we'll all lose

Stand by, or take flight

Eat or throw your piece by

Walk on, or be mine

Moments fly by and I cry

I can't stand when you tell me to get back

We're free, why don't you see we can't just be

I can't stand when you tell me to get back

We're free, why don't you see we can't just be