Are you bored of working nights? You'll find out every day of your life Getting bored of routines and losing your stride Doing things you don't like cause you're falling behind You got no money, no honey, a *** job But nothing's stopping I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered? I'm barely living as I'm dreaming I don't eat, I don't drink And I'm struggling to sleep I overthink things I see What do I want to be? I don't want to live like I'm free Do you feel at ease? Cause I'm only a teen Yeah, I feel 53 I feel old, bold Though I've been told I feel rough, tough I've had enough I'm serious, delirious Curious and hideous I can't listen to fat My life feels like it's always obvious Take it or I hate it Oh, I'm done with being boring Working nights till five Every day of your life Getting bored of routines And losing your stride Doing things you don't like Cause you're bottling behind You got no money, no honey, a *** job But nothing's stopping I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke I feel my engines smoke and I'm starting to float Can someone help me anchor the fact that I'm angered? I'm barely living as I'm dreaming My instincts start to blink And I'm out of sync And I'm fed up of being pushed around the tunnel What to think by now? Would've thought you would've understood I'm lost in a world that doesn't give a *** I feel bad, blind I have no plans I feel sick, tripped Why you taking the nick? I'm clinical, I'm difficult I'm cynical, invisible I won't use my eyes I hate the thought of looking at it If you're hating what you're doing Then you may as well just quit Working nights till five Every day of your life Getting bored of routines And losing your stride Doing things you don't like Cause you're bottling behind You got no money, no honey, a *** job But nothing's stopping I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke I feel my engines smoke And I'm starting to bloat Can someone help me anchor The fact that I'm angered I'm barely living as I'm dreaming I can't take a joke and I'm starting to choke I feel my engines smoke And I'm starting to bloat Can someone help me anchor The fact that I'm angered I'm barely living as I'm dreaming As I'm dreaming As I'm dreaming As I'm dreaming As I'm dreaming
