Feel Like
I need this destruction
Just so I can fucking function
Free of disease
Now that I can sleep at ease
But I need to take something
Just so I can feel nothing
Give me more sleaze
I want scuffs on my knees
But I keep on running
Yeah I keep on running
Press my face to the ground
The whole world it is stunning
But to to too much is numbing
Come. Tell me what I want then
No
Look what I've found
It's compulsive consumption
But it's not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is not
This is real life
Not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is real life
Anxiety have you got any?
From the money that you borrowed
For your property?
And Vanity Just seems to
Come between me
Seeking more sanity
From family
Now I am
Being sold a lifestyle
That doesn't exist
Resist
Hand over fist
Insist
That arrogance is bliss
I guess
I can picture a perfect place
Where I'm
Running in a rat race
Encaged in a rage that I can't face
And based on the minimum wage
But it is not what it is
Nor it is not what it feels like
Feels like I'm being sold a life that I can't buy
And I fail to see the reasons
And it just doesn't feel right
These signs all compromise my sights
Now I'm caught in the headlights
But it's not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is not
This is real life
Not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is real life
Just so I can fucking function
Free of disease
Now that I can sleep at ease
But I need to take something
Just so I can feel nothing
Give me more sleaze
I want scuffs on my knees
But I keep on running
Yeah I keep on running
Press my face to the ground
The whole world it is stunning
But to to too much is numbing
Come. Tell me what I want then
No
Look what I've found
It's compulsive consumption
But it's not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is not
This is real life
Not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is real life
Anxiety have you got any?
From the money that you borrowed
For your property?
And Vanity Just seems to
Come between me
Seeking more sanity
From family
Now I am
Being sold a lifestyle
That doesn't exist
Resist
Hand over fist
Insist
That arrogance is bliss
I guess
I can picture a perfect place
Where I'm
Running in a rat race
Encaged in a rage that I can't face
And based on the minimum wage
But it is not what it is
Nor it is not what it feels like
Feels like I'm being sold a life that I can't buy
And I fail to see the reasons
And it just doesn't feel right
These signs all compromise my sights
Now I'm caught in the headlights
But it's not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is not
This is real life
Not who I am
And it's not what I feel like
Not who I am
This is real life
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