I've got this feeling, it's churning inside
unsatisfaction with my barren life
telling me I'm not living it right
is there a clue that I have yet to find?
cause all I do is dream and complain
that what I want isn't here today
I'm troubled by my lazy past
and all those times I was sitting on my
as I caffeinate my life to clear my frenzied mind
but I'm more dissatisifed, unsatisfied, ungratified
my head begins to race at a phrenetic pace
I feel trapped in this space
I flail my arms and my bones shake
I thought I wanted to change the world
I can't even change myself anymore
I'm paralyzed and frozen outside
and inner turmoil rages in my mind
I want the best, I want it all
I want it now, it's a dreamer's flaw
to live a life with utopian hopes
and forget that sometimes life says no
I caffeinate my life to clear my frenzied mind
but I'm more dissatisfied, unsatisfied, ungratified
I try to clear my mind, separate truth from the lies
why am I so unsatisfied with my life, with this life
I hate the thought of losing time
wasted inspiration so many times
I make a mental list of all I've done
feels like I haven't achieved enough
I work for things I don't care about
and my creative well is drying out
I'm in some kind of crisis now
I'm in some kind of crisis now
tell me it's not too late
too late to change my ways
I feel trapped in this space
I flail my arms and my bones shake
my head begins to race at a phrenetic pace
I smile and contort my face
then scream out loud in a fit of angst
