I keep on talking, keep on looking,
keep on wondering why.
I keep on thinking 'bout the things that I can't change,
but still I try.
It's like a cycle, like a rollercoaster
falling from the sky.
Oh, what I see it isn't real, it isn't me,
Oh, where am I?

And I cry, as I rage against the night.
And I dream, 'cause I don't know what is right.
And I walk away, and I turn around again,
And I wonder why.

Sometimes it hits me in the middle of the night
when I'm dreaming.
I'm looking at myself, I'm turning inside out,
I wake up screaming.
Confusion all around, my bed is turning upside down.
it's breathing.
The ice I feel inside, refrigeration in my mind,
I'm freezing.

And I cry, as I rage against the night.
And I dream, 'cause I don't know what is right.
And I walk away, and I turn around again,
And I wonder why.

Looking in the mirror,
What is it I see?
Two confused and raging eyes staring back at me.
My generation
They say that we're insane.
Lazy ass, nowhere fast, got no future, got no past.

Think I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown - BREAKDOWN!  
Think I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown - BREAKDOWN!  

And I cry, as I rage against the night.
And I dream, 'cause I don't know what is right.
And I walk away, and I turn around again,
And I wonder why.

And I cry, as I rage against the night.
And I dream, 'cause I don't know what is right.
And I walk away, and I turn around again,
And I wonder why.

And I wonder why...