Sold your liver but you still feel in the red.
Sold my feelings now I'm hanging by a thread.
Bad! and it's creeping its way through my windows, and its slithering under my door!
And it's in my peripheral vision, and it's boring up under my floor!
It's whispering into my eardrums, and it's telling me that I want more, more!
But Im coming alive!
Im happening now!
And that Eureka moment hits you like a cop car!
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar!
Oh! You clear your throat and raise your eyebrow but you don't say
Oh! There's something wrong but it's ok if we're still getting paid
Yeah you're ravenous, you're champing at the bit.
Just a cog next to a cog next to a pit.
I would burn to break away and waste my years;
No more ladder no more solace in arrears
Bad! and it's creeping its way through my windows, and its slithering under my door!
And it's in my peripheral vision, and it's boring up under my floor!
It's whispering into my eardrums, and it's telling me that I want more, more!
But Im coming alive!
Im happening now!
And that Eureka moment hits you like a cop car!
And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jar!
Oh! You clear your throat and raise your eyebrow but you don't say
Oh! There's something wrong but it's ok if we're still getting paid