White Crosses
Against Me! Lyrics

I wake up in the morning and I drink from the fountain.
Every day starts the same, but I don't have the answers I need.

I wake up in the morning with the same unanswered questions.
I'm constantly searching for the solution to my problems.

I don't know what's going to cure my unsettled stomach.
My anxiety is overwhelming and I don't know how to calm myself.

Street kids collect spare change in a conch shell on the side walk;
I see so many people who are struggling and trying to survive.

Their teeth are yellow, their hair is tangled.
Their poverty is not just financial, but also a social issue.

Their minds are vapid and they laugh wild in their depravity.
Their situation has caused them to lose hope and they turn to unhealthy behaviors.

I'll make my way back home to you, head north on San Marco Avenue.
I have someone waiting for me who gives me a sense of purpose and belonging.

White crosses on the church lawn, I want to smash them all.
Religious symbols don't offer me comfort, but instead trigger anger and frustration.

Pony tails swinging back and forth behind beach blonde college girls out for a jog.
I see people around me living carefree lives and it makes me feel even more lost.

Saint Augustine, shine your light down on me!
I search for guidance or a sense of divine purpose, but find nothing.

Pop hits from the 90's echo out of tourist filled bars.
The world around me is filled with superficial distractions instead of real meaning.

I am met with arms crossed under dirty looks, I am treated like a common thief.
I feel constantly judged and misunderstood by those around me.

Eaves-dropping in on conversation, I wander aimless leering at strangers.
I feel disconnected and lost, and my actions reflect my internal turmoil.

Strung out on the amphetamines that you gave to me.
I have turned to unhealthy coping mechanisms to numb my pain.

Eye-balled with suspicion by a pencil skirt in high heels,
I feel like an outsider in every situation, and I'm treated poorly because of it.

You realize that you're talking to yourself.
I feel like no one is truly listening to me or understanding my struggles.

Cannon fire explodes out over the bay.
The violence and chaos around me mirrors my internal turmoil.

Looking for context and perspective, looking for some kind of distraction.
I'm desperately searching for anything that will give me peace.

White crosses on the church lawn, I want to smash them all.
The world around me is filled with symbols and people who don't understand me, and it's maddening.

I want to smash them all.
I feel an overwhelming sense of anger and bitterness towards the world around me.