Ese four walls and fate nights brooding
Never changing, never moving
It seems, it seems.
Momentum's at a crawl.
The ants are in the kitchen
The mice are in the walls
This noise in my head
Could make this building fall
I've got to get out of here
And i gotta get oout now before i crack
Mac & cheese and minute rice
And instant pleasure's always nice
It seems, it seems
Real things take much to long
And i say now's the time to take a stand
And sit back down hasty young man
Did you really think the world
And all it's offered
Could have done you so much wrong?
