Sit at my desk, fighting with time
Nobody knows my pulsing mind
4 cups of coffee before noon
I'm losing the idea of me
Entertaining stability
My lungs caressing cryptic air
I try too hard to break the mold
Want to do the impossible
I pop my fingers when I'm anxious
Eyes gleaming bright with sleepless nights
Hellos, how-are-yous feel so blight
Hard to feel grounded in these conditions
Right now I'm sitting here, just soaking up the years
I've spent my life trapped in a bottle, now I'm stuck again
Embrace the decadence, there's no white picket fence
I'm sitting pretty while I'm buried under retrogress
I'm on my knees
This place just screams
The corruption inside
Got the bills on their minds
And all the people in suits
Their eyes in selfish pursuit
And I don't fit in
Abstract adhesive on their tongues
Kiss ass, whiplash, dictator's gun
Green paper pockets never bleed
I've got my stances and ideas
Democracy don't live in here
Do what you're told, you'll do just fine
I'm on my knees
This place just screams
Cellophane skies
Making everyone blind
The air is tinted in blue
Don't speak, they'll blame it on youth
'Cause we don't fit in
In retrospect I'm doing fine
But I know I'm not living life
No one deserves to live like this
My retrogression howls at night
Can't sleep, seduce demonic light
Small tunnel, I'm too claustrophobic