Apologies to the dead

Is it even worth it...?
To bother explaining myself
Lend me your hand oh wayward soul
And I'll be sure to throw you to the sharks
I'm not into letting my life get dictated by someone else
I'm not here to be told what not to do
I don't even know why I'm here
Welcome to the mind of a little child
Who wants nothing more than to return to the west
And hit the restart button
To try to make it work
We know he cannot
But we let him dream anyway because we believe
So don't throw your broken apologies
And your lies of saying well it's only fair
It's what they've all wanted...all along
If I believed that for a second
Then maybe I'd coax myself into living peacefully
Sing along Sing alone