I think the world's gone crazy, I am more often hazy
And while the dream remains the same, I'm out of will to play
I warned you I get lazy, I often need a push
Surely born to do great things, don't have that strength no more
Where's all the children gone too? still fighting to be free
I whole heartedly adore you, but I can't help but weep
I told you I get lazy
It makes the ground stick
My sadness overtakes me
And it might never leave
Skip of a beat
Got no cards up my sleeve
I've got nails through my hands and inferno in me
Skip of a beat
Mary said I was weak
Mary knows where to hit
I'm not free
I'm not free