I think I know what this is I feel it kickin in Tired of apologizing I think I know what this is This world's a mess just like my head Can't hear you through your delusions Tired of apologizing This world's a mess like my head Knelt, prostrate myself Knelt, prostrate myself Knelt, prostrate myself Knelt, prostrate myself I think I know what this is I feel it kickin in This world's a mess just like my head Can't hear you through your delusions Can't hear you through your delusions