thinking too much
    i'm loosing touch
touching my brain
     i'm feeling saine
opening my head
     i'm getting fed
losing my mind
     i'm doing fine

media tells who are the bosses
i'll just creep deeper in the couch
battle lost before it started
we can not all be our own coach

they spend all their time speaking
but none of them are listening
everyone takes care of their own bones
we are together all alone

only trying to get laid
didn't care what she said
because the more i look at me
the more i'm getting greedy
while I buy a new cd
I finance weapons progress
trying to look pretty
i'm getting so useless
got to find a way
you think you can get away
got to find a way
just before I fade away