Your syncopated footsteps are driving me insane
Every voice that isn't yours drills a hole into my brain
I've been grinding my teeth away
Head full of ideas in total disarray
I tell myself that it's alright
But still I'm staying in tonight
Sifting through this debris
What the hell is wrong with me
When you stare into a mirror it's a person from the past
Choices and mistakes turn to regrets all too fast
This is hopeless, the problem's multiplying
Im going nowhere and I'm not even trying
Ive got everything in order but it just doesn't last
Broadcasting insecurities from a struggling outcast
I tell myself that it's alright
But still I'm staying in tonight
Sifting through this debris
What the hell is wrong with me
Your syncopated footsteps are driving me insane
Head full of ideas in total disarray
Broadcast!