Every Day I'm Crucified

There must be a reason for living

There must be a reason for living

I think I know what Christ felt when he was walking through the world

There must be a reason for living

There must be a reason for living

I think I know what Christ felt when they nailed him on that hill

Hey Doc

Social media screaming at me

ADHD, OCD

I try and I try and I try and I try

But every day I'm crucified

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

Fools lead the fools, blind lead the blind

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

The narrowness of vision and the narrowness of mind

Laughing on the outside, tripping on my pride

Trouble on the inside, brain half fried

I try and I try and I try and I try

But every day I'm crucified

I know this life is very strange

But the meaning's clear to me

There's so much we could be learning

If we could only learn to see

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

But every day I'm crucified by triviality

Every day I'm crucified by mediocrity

Every day I'm crucified by everything I see