Incongruous

I want something to put the blame on
Something to tell me what's wrong
And I act all antisocial
But really want someone to sing along

Busy running out the clock
To earn the things I need to have
To do the things I want to do
But there's no time left for that

I'm feeling oh so distant
From what I know I care for dear
It's like I'm in a darkened basement
And the flickering light feeds my fear

I can't stand the thought of hurting
Just to get my life on track
But it's like there's no way around it
Without quitting and turning back

I guess I'll work to get by
I'll work to help out where I can
I'll enjoy life without corruptions
And do it broke but feeling grand



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Steur
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