I scream into the void, but nobody ever listens Maybe if I turn the formant down on my voice It'll make a difference I hope I fit in now, 'cause I don't know what to prove I hope I fit in now, 'cause I don't know what to do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do I work until I drop and then I think that I deserve it I'm under the impression that success would come so early No matter what the consequence, I hate it and it's boring Keep my feelings wrapped up so nobody starts to worry I'm always so impatient that I'll run right in the ground If my patience is a virtue, my morality is sound Feel the cracking on depression at a place of my own head If I'm not busy, overworking I'm distressed and seeing red 'Cause I don't know want to do I hope I fit in now, 'cause I don't know what to prove I scream into the void, but nobody ever listens Maybe if I turn the formant down on my voice It'll make a difference I'm always second choice Halted at the line of scrimmage Silently wishing that somebody sees through the noise To help me close the distance I hope I fit in now 'cause I don't know what to do I hope I fit in now 'cause I don't know what to prove