Voice For All This

I ripped up my diary

So no one would find the wrong and disgusting things in my mind

And I was never in the popular crowd, but I tried to fit in

And even when I was crying out loud

They stood laughing

And I want to scream

I want to shout

And I want all the things you have always known

And I'll make you see

In spite of it all it's not beaten me

You're still in my head

But now I have found a voice for all this

The lost language of cranes

And I remember the firing range

But God was a fool

And I loved you

And I want to scream

I want to shout

And I want to get all of these feelings out

'What do you expect?'

The teachers said

They're still in my head

But now I have found a voice for all this

And I want to scream

I want to shout

And I want all the things you have always known

And I'll make you see

Though I know now the blame never lay with me

You're still in my head

But now I have found a voice for all this

Still in my head

But now I have found a voice for all this