Sometimes I feel like I'm standing underwater
Confined in my mind, welcome to my mental slaughter
Thought my path was small but it was literally broader
Am I set in reality or believe in flying saucers?
Is there anything left out there to do that has not been done?
This dwindling positivity is the hurdle we must overcome
Why do we keep fighting if the end results
The same as before?
We keep trying and failing trying and failing
I can take it no more
When the whole universe is stacked against us
But we try to ignore
To rid our constant drudgery for luxury
In the path we explore, same as before
Searching for something more
That's what I want, becoming more
And leave my mark
Looking to be special in this world?
Gotta go and wrestle with yourself
Something more is all I want
Something more
That's what I want, becoming more
And leave my mark
Looking to be special in this world?
Gotta go and wrestle with yourself
Something more is all I want
Stuck in the rubble of nothing but trouble
Disappointment on the double, the pain redoubled
Hit a double to deep centerfield but I'm not satisfied
Until I get a better yield, my wounds will never heal
You will appeal every little decision I reveal
No acquisition of permission due to foolish superstitions
Get away, my sinful instincts led me astray
But now I don't care anyway
Why do we keep fighting if the end results
The same as before?
We keep trying and failing trying and failing
I can take it no more
When the whole universe is stacked against us
But we try to ignore
To rid our constant drudgery for luxury
In the path we explore, same as before
Searching for something more
That's what I want, becoming more
And leave my mark
Looking to be special in this world?
Gotta go and wrestle with yourself
Something more is all I want
Something more
That's what I want, becoming more
And leave my mark
Looking to be special in this world?
Gotta go and wrestle with yourself
Something more is all I want