Here I am, again Tryna analyze where I went wrong Depends on if it was the circles or the bends You want it all, you selfish prick You want it all, but you won't get it I've been spending all my time on TV screens And I still feel invisible eyes that watch me Ten to the tens of thousands in the imaginary crowd (ah) Here I am, again Trying to regain some sense of peace A bend, every thought I had that I would spend today Not fighting the urge to not just self-immolate I'm eating all the food that's on my plate (my plate!) If you want it, you can have it I am sick of the restrictions for my poorly crafted habits Hey, I think you look cool I would like to describe me, because I'm feeling like a fool today I'm so fucking sick of being replaced I'm eating all the food that's on my plate I'm growin' somewhere, but I don't know where I don't know where I'm growin' older, but I don't how I don't know how