If you look at the world with an objective eye
Then it's obvious that things have gone all wrong in the world
And you can't help but ask yourself
Is there anything that I can do to ease the suffering and pain
Or will my voice get drowned out by all the noise
Made by those who would profit from
The peddling of comfortability (read: apathy)?
They paint pictures by numbers of a desperate lunatic fringe
And so I know I must regroup
And learn to live the words I speak so easily

It's up to me
It's up to me
It's up to me
It is up to me
Up to me
Up to me

It is up to me to clean up my own backyard
To change myself no matter how hard I resist my own morality
It's up to me to set examples for myself
And walk a path leaving the footsteps there
As some kind of primitive map for you to clearly see
Not as a template but as a sample
Know that you don't have to be true
To the ways that you were always taught were right
And the only way
And you're not insane if you stop to take a look
The world will wait until you see more clearly
It's up to me
It's up to me
It's up to me
It is up to me
Up to me
Up to me

It is up to me to see what's in front of me
With as little prejudice and greed as I can manage right now
It is up to me to believe my eyes
And not the iridescent lies for sale
The ones it's easier to believe

Up to me
It is up to me
It is up to me
It is up to me
It is