Even if I try, I can't help myself
I'm pushing away those who don't know what it feels like
To be back in this same old grey world.
Can you feel the importance, of the time we give away?
I'll never fit down there anymore
No hard feelings
I just don't know how to share the sh**, to find the words
It may seem so insignificant that I can't let it out
How can you get that this is more than loads of binge stories?
Not just about how my band is getting big
Maybe ain't you so blind, maybe am I being an a**
Do I change a sausage fest into a bunch of life ideals?
Maybe the whole human factor thing is an necessary excuse to escape reality.