I Do Not Want This
I'm losing ground
Well, you know how this world can beat you down
And I'm made of clay
I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way
I'm always falling down the same hill
Bamboo puncturing the skin
And nothing comes bleeding out of me
Just like a waterfall I'm drowning in
Two feet below the surface
I can still make out your wavy face
And if I could just reach you
Maybe I could leave this place
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
And don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel
I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives all in my head
And don't tell me that you care
There really isn't anything now, is there?
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh, so sick I am
And maybe I don't have a choice
And maybe that is all I have
And maybe this is a cry for help
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
And don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
Well, you know how this world can beat you down
And I'm made of clay
I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way
I'm always falling down the same hill
Bamboo puncturing the skin
And nothing comes bleeding out of me
Just like a waterfall I'm drowning in
Two feet below the surface
I can still make out your wavy face
And if I could just reach you
Maybe I could leave this place
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
And don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel
I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives all in my head
And don't tell me that you care
There really isn't anything now, is there?
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh, so sick I am
And maybe I don't have a choice
And maybe that is all I have
And maybe this is a cry for help
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
And don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
I wanna know everything
I wanna be everywhere
I wanna fuck everyone in the world
I wanna do something that matters
Credits
Writer(s): Trent Reznor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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