You forget I got this far without you
I'm not the
I would have dont it anyway
Were gonna free you all
And
I collapse from working than
The average work-a-holic
I intend then reaching
I can feel it coming
In the air tonight
Oh lord
And I've
No control of
Nothing to hold
Cant be sold by anyone
Its
This is getting old
The way that you speak to me
Never
Trapped inside
Places i'm starting to hate
Stuck inside
Wasted i fall into
I am the last great victim
Back up
Slpit out of here
Get
Rooms spin like hurricanes
Walls begin to breath
When will this be
I say plenty
Insufficient
You say any
But not this one
You want me
Things havent changed
You havent changed
And I havent changed
Things that you
If we only knew the truth about it
Maybe we could
Just staring off into space again
What am i looking for
Maybe