You could say I feel this way   'Cause it's the way I feel   Or you could say I make it up   I wanted to be real      I knew I'd go down today   And crash into myself   Repetitious habit-forming   Self-inflictedness      Inner, innermost, most person   It's so hard to be   Feeling good to not feel bad   Is way too weird for me      I wish and wish and wish   Someone else would come around   Habit-forming hang together   No one comes around now      It's no fair it takes so long   And comes around too late   Wonder why it's so easy   To feel the way I hate      It's so hard to turn around and say, yeah   Anesthetizing, never-minding   Fill yourself with crap   What goes in, is coming out      You can't escape that   Inner, innermost, most person   You could dare to be   Bigger than the biggest head   But not as empty      I wish and wish and wish   Someone else would throw me down   Like it's supposed to like I'm used to   No one comes around now      It's no fair it takes so long   And comes around too late   Wonder why it's so easy   To be the way I hate   It's so hard to turn around and say, yeah