Planned out every step through your day
In the fastest and most efficient way
Commitments schedules and things you must do
All the cycles and phases we go through
Just can't get away
Back again do you know who I am
You're the grain of sand in the tightly closed clam
Curse or a gift disease through the sift
And you fall right in front of me
To heavy to lift
Add all that you've done and hers combined
A pretty high number is what you find
Never a test and the thoughts infest
This head that's so easily defined
Locked down but free yet unable to go
Working so hard but you don't even know
The path of the future show or no show
With or without on top or below
On top or below
On top or below