LYRICS: These are the days of passive rejection. These are the days of sins of omission. But who really cares? These are the days of bitter grandiosity. Of driven absurdity. But it takes you places... But it takes you places... It's manic self medication, Or maybe manic restraint... ...or maybe it's the problem. You overthink it, deliberate it. But it will still be here when you get back. These are the days of active resistance. These are the days of sins of commission. And you care too damn much. These are the days of bitter persistence. Of driven despair. But it takes you places... But it takes you places... It's manic self medication, Or maybe manic restraint... ...or maybe it's the problem. You overthink it, deliberate it. But it will still be here when you get back.