Problem Child - Somos

When I came here

It was a feeding frenzy

Head nodders, frozen by position

And disfigured by envy

And all they have are

Worn out one liners

That you have heard before

To mollify the old timers

They’ve nothing to say, to you or me

Or really anyone so

Slow down

You don’t want the label of a problem child

Ambition, not tempered by tradition

Still seeks to go the distance

And all they have are

Worn out one liners

That you have heard before

To mollify the old timers

They smile and wave goodbye

Nothing to say, to you or me

Or really anyone

Worn out one liners

That you have heard before

To mollify the old timers

They smile and wave goodbye

Nothing to say, to you or me

Or really anyone