locked inside this room
I can not find patience
i feel i might snap soon
if i don't find some kind of device
to break me free from this reality of boring lives
idiots feel content
in their cycle of delusions and they expect
this will last forever
they are in store for a rude awakening
i am fighting back the urge to scream
so i bite my lip until i bleed
my eyes on the clock and on the calendar
just a few more weeks 'til i see her
her eyes, her smile, her skin
baby, it's been too long.
apathy struck
and these other motherfuckers are dangling from a string
i'm sitting here repulsed by their ignorant happiness
how could they call that living?
trapped inside four walls
i've listened to each cd about a thousand times by now
even some of my own music has lost it's taste
are you hungry? 'cause i feel like i might regurgitate
hmm...the televison screen has made me think
"would life be more interesting if i was inside that box?"
i'm just bored people.
that's what causes insanity.
that's what's wrong with humanity
we are standing, nah, we are laying idle in our beds sleeping our lives away too lazy to turn off the alarm clock
that's been ringing since half past noon.
tell me, how long have you been sleeping?