Babyland - Happy Drum lyrics

Everyday I'm caught in the same keep away And every time I notice or understand the spirit dies Sometimes I feel like I'm on the verge of something better than I've got I'm nowhere near what I want There's better than I got I'm on the verge of something In every way the struggle continues A cause to maintain Some pointless crusade And every minute I am alone it just reminds me I am alone In a trip to the trash It creeps up my neck To the back of my head My fingers are crossed but I know it's a chemical Then I mess it up...