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Get me out of this tired head
Get me out of my head
Away from all the nights I spent awake in bed
Away from all the wallowing and scornful jest
Let me stay on the beach this week
Finally put up my feet
What kind of life is this, stuck in a box?
To buy a car to save and buy another car
If I had time to think, I think I'd blow it all
On some old cheap distraction, movies at the mall
Find another way to make myself
The way I'm feeling now
If I had time to feel, I think I'd spend it all
Feeling for someone I've never met
Maybe their marriage problems
Find another way to hurt myself
The way I'm hurting now
Get me out of this state I live in
Help me out of this state
I know somewhere out there must be a better place
Where the beaten path don't smack you in the face
Let me fuck off and leave this week
Let me pick up my feet
What kind of life is this, stuck under a rock?
Ninety thousand hours working at this job
If I had time to rest, I think I'd spend it all
Finding some new toy to cling onto, erase all my qualms
Shut this restless mind up, silence the withdrawals
I'm feeling now
If I had time to live, I think I'd spend it all
Trying to define it, in the ways I've got it wrong
Looking for a purpose, not a checklist, don't be reckless
Like the way I'm feeling now