Back in my room again A smell of cheap perfume Trapped in myself again Prepared to meet my doom
Permanent reflection A need for mental food Afraid of my actions Here in this solitude
So predictable And conventional Just re-invent yourself Nothing fictional It's only natural So re-invent yourself
Mental infection The answer lies in you Far from perfection There's so much work to do Broaden my perception Can't see the wood for the trees Things lose their attraction I hate this lazy me
So predictable And conventional Just re-invent yourself Nothing fictional It's only natural So re-invent yourself
