Specifics

Hello, sweet innocence
What are you doing here?
Amidst the haziness
Of stranger tides I fear
You're wasting away
And no matter how I try
I can't retain a string of words
That can help describe what I feel

Am I okay?
What have I done to myself?
Can I forgive me?
Or am I paranoid?
Am I making it all up?

I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in
The specifics of my life

I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in

Normal is a funny word
That you use all the time
But for me it's just another dream
That long ago had died
And you said, there was something
On this Earth worth living for
I thought I found it in you
But I can't be sure
When your best days have you feeling nothing
Numb and broken down on the floor

Am I okay?
What have I done to myself?
Can I forgive me?
Or am I paranoid?
Am I making it all up?

I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in the specifics of my life

And it's too much
I can't focus in
On the reason that I think I don't belong

I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in
The specifics of my...

You always ask if I'm okay
Well what am I supposed to say to that?
It isn't like I don't want help
You would know, because you care
You tell me that you're here for me
But how long before I tire you out?
Please get me out of this nightmare
Wake me up
Oh, wake me up
Before it's too late

I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in the specifics of my life

And it's too much
I can't focus in
On the reason that I think I don't belong

I'm getting caught up
Oh, I'm getting caught up
I'm getting caught up in the specifics of my fucked up life

And it's too much
I can't focus in...