Perfect job, for someone else
New notches on my belt
Never, ever, asking "why?" If I ask myself
Giant haze, all on my face
'Nother dollar, 'nother day
Laugh it off and walk away, or whatever they say
I'm forcing myself to care
Need a reason to get out of there
In line, in line I
Fall just so gracefully
The ride, the ride means
Nothing to me
I know I'm gambling my time
And reaching for that silver line
No guide, to look to
Need a plan? Yeah I've got a few got a lot to say to you but
I was staying busy while the day's approaching quickly 'cause I-
Can't stand, to hear you yack
Acting like I planned on kicking back
Soon as I get outta my own way
You won't have to listen as I say
I'm forcing myself to care
Need a reason to get out of there
In line, in line I
Fall just so gracefully
The ride, the ride means
Nothing to me
I know I'm gambling my time
And reaching for that silver line