I must have tried it a hundred times Shut my eyes so I wouldn't think I know I've turned into something new Like a giant harmful insect Which made me feel quite sad Seing things I've never dreamt I have not enough courage to face this How about if I sleep? Oh god, oh god What a strenuous career It is that I've chosen Traveling all day and all night Makes you lose your own identity Never thought how much I wanted to Leave everything and walk away Feels like I'm going mad The curse of traveling I force myself to get along with these Shallow people everyday They can all go to hell Go to hell I must have tried it a hundred times Oh god, oh god What a strenuous career