Fooling Yourself — Styx

You see the world thru your cynical eyes You're a troubled young man I can see You've got it all in the palm of your hand But your hand's wet with a sweat And you head needs a rest

And you're fooling yourself If you don't believe it You're kidding yourself If you don't believe it

Why must you be such an angry young man When your future looks quite bright to me And how can there be such a sinister plan That could hide such a lamb Such a caring young man

And you're fooling yourself If you don't believe it You're killing yourself If you don't believe it

Get up, get up, get back on your feet You're the one they can't beat And you know it Come on, come on let's see what you've got Just take your best shot and don't blow it, oh