Come to Terms

we all beg for responsibility and it becomes a privilage we all abuse yet when we have it we love to boast directions are something we all need yet something we all refuse especially when we need them most and in a world where the future is now nobody seems to know where they're going somehow (chorus) who knows what the next stop will be whether we're headed for happinesss or misery it just depends on what we do in between our life and our destiny we need help but are too ashamed to let someone else know that we're lost all alone then we only have ourselves to blame and only oursleves to follow into the unknown (repeat chorus) (bridge) why can't we come to terms with anything we learn from someone else's words why are we so obsessed with oursleves that we can't listen to someone else (repeat chorus) why can't we come to terms with ourselves