I’m just dead weight at the function

I can’t even put up a front, if I tried

Struggle to fill the dead air

And I can’t help but feel that I’m wasting away, all my time

And these cardboard cutout omens

Must be in the thousands

Spectator to the moment

Willpower just spent doubting

Play the role of the jester just to not bare my soul

It’s been so hard to focus, white knuckling my thoughts and self control

So caught up in how I didn't think of where

Where should I be headed ? (I get sore)

This is what I dreaded

Changes in the scеnery are nearly еnough

Just don't pull me away from where I started from

So caught up in where I didn't think of why

But I can't regret it (i get sore)

I should just forget it

Changes in the scenery are nearly enough

Just don't pull me away from where I started from

Cause If you walk my walk can you catch with my stride

Cause If you talk my talk can you untangle my thoughts

Taking everything for me just to swallow my pride

And I think I'd be lying if I told you I tried

And I just can't control how I see it

Haven't found my footing and it's all my fault, I know

Tossed the key and I closed the vault

And I’ll lick my wounds, can’t rub in the salt

Now I just fill the dead air with static and noise, as I know

So caught up in how I didn't think of where

Where should I be headed ? (i get sore)

This is what I dreaded

Changes in the scenery are nearly enough

Just don't pull me away from where I started from

So caught up in where I didn't think of why

But I can't regret it (i get sore)

I should just forget it

Changes in the scenery are nearly enough

Just don't pull me away from where I started from