When is there never a thought?
How do we sleep and believe that reality
Isn't just out to destruct?
How do we stay convinced of this mindless plot?
The world is never enough
Always out of breath, always out of stride
There is a constant message that nothing's good enough
All these other feelings that I'm left to digest
Struggling to cope, forcing final breaths
Your work is pitiful trash
Your efforts are less than useful
You should just give it all up
They'll always put you down
When is there never a thought?
How do we sleep and believe that reality
Isn't just out to destruct
How do we stay convinced of this mindless plot?
You're in my mind
It feels divine
You're in my mind
It feels divine
Always out of breath, always out of stride
There's a constant message that nothing is good enough
All these other feelings that I'm left to digest
Struggling to cope, forcing final breaths
Your work is pitiful trash
Your efforts are less than useful
You should just give it all up
They'll always put you down
When my heart and throat dry out
Can you find out where they put me down?
You can't toss me out
Like last night's trash
You can't toss me out
Like last night's trash