Sunny Day Real Estate

Wilted flower seem strange to you
With all this poison at the roots?
Shut away from love and light
And you wonder why its screaming...
Old enough to abuse me
But all too cheap to amuse me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold september eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the
Government paper
Calling memories out of mind
Pictures writhing deep inside
And once youve seen its hard to hide
You wonder why youre screaming
Strong enough not to fear me