So things have gotten weird for you The foolish do the things they do Mostly talk right at you without speaking They're deaf and blind and they cannot think But now they want to be your shrink Probing for the missing link and freaking And it's all about how you got strange Indifferent to their fear of change And feeling strong enough to get you peaking (It's my life) And I ... I have no tears left (It's my life) And I ... well, I ain't done yet What do I have left And you rage at their transparency And total insincerity That love is why they have to try and help you But mostly it's about control They're terrified that you might go And find out for yourself what they can't teach you Generations that go through this The young are punished for their disregard For every fool who might want to lead them But living in the here and now Will cleans the waste of the sacred cows That clutters up the past you might be seeking So go ahead and rage and fight Insist on finding your own light As wisdom cannot be confused by freedom (It's my life) I ... I have no tears left (It's my life) I ... well, I ain't done yet (It's my life) I got no tears left (It's my life) Well, I ain't done yet What the hell do I have left