I'm on the wrong track I'm on my way back to my job where I slave away day after day Never gonna be where I wanna be Never gonna be where I wanna be How could I do this to me? Another disconnection I've had my fill of this suspension Slowly I know I can Separate myself from the tension So now I fall back Pull away from the part of my brain that got this bad Feel the blood rush to my head Knowing I have skin to shed And I'm done seeing red Wear it all through the soles of my shoes I've got nothing left to prove All this pacing has me aching I've got so much left to lose I figured out where to draw the line Yet I still cross it every single time Yet I still cross it Every single time I'm on the wrong track I'm on my way back to my job where I slave away day after day