Look at me, sitting in this chair 
I'm twenty-two and I don't care 
My ideals have disappeared 
I became one of those I've always feared 

I had the illusion that I could change the world 
Ideals lost, Ideals lost 
Nowadays I laugh about the dreams I've had 
Ideals lost, Ideals lost 

They call it grown-up, I think it's just old 
Never thought that life could feel so cold 
I've lost my faith in my own friends 
Always thought true friendship never ends 

I'm replaceable and it makes me sad 
Ideals lost, Ideals lost 
Nowadays I laugh about the dreams 
I've had Ideals lost, Ideals lost 

Leave me alone and I'll be fine 
Do your thing and allow me mine 
I just need to disengage 
Rebuilt myself and release my pent up rage