Can't sleep
too much on my mind
happened before
it happens all the time
if it's not one thing
it's something else
you stress too much
i tell myself
it's hard not to worry
cuz you know
what makes the world go round
everyoneâs on that paper chase
it's where your soul is bound
so we work in this waste land
to get something
you can hold in your hand
the nine to five is how you survive
i'm trying to live it
not limit my life
it's hard not to worry
cuz you know
what makes the world go round
everyoneâs on that paper chase
it's where your soul is bound
the plot gets thick
pieces don't fit
the rules are sick
but i won't quit