Staring eyes wide open gazing into nothing
Running in place again
Going through the motions
In and out as the oceans, repeating
Numb to the silence
To the absence of emotion, the sum of the script
Nothing but a click in the rotation
Sick of the peace of mind
That goes along with keeping on
And I can't keep on keeping on
Inside it feels like I'm stuck here
Suspended, at best underwhelming
What's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling
But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be
I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended
In a world I pretended was right for me
Strung out on the same old
Got an itch for something painful
To feel something real once
To remind myself it's not in my head
Sick of the calm coinciding
With sticking in and with the line
Can't keep on keeping on
It all just feels like I'm stuck here
Suspended, at best underwhelming
What's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling
But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be
I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended
In a world I pretended was right for me
When I close my eyes
When I leave the light
Inside it feels like I'm stuck here
Suspended, at best underwhelming
What's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling
But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be
I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended
In a world I pretended was right for me