Feels like I'm standing In dried glue God I miss the feeling Of craving something to Put my soul at ease Please some trivial needs Need a habit I need a consolation prize Some nails to bite An urge to fight, then give in To put my role on hold And lose my self-control I can't let go Reason's got me In a strangehold Is there a way out of this? I'm not here to please Nor fulfill other's needs I should just let them see How ordinary I can be Need a small corner A little bubble of mine A concealed pleasure My secret golden mine To treat no one but me To feed my sanity To feed my sanity I can't let go Reason's got me In a strangehold Is there a way out of this? I'm not here to please Nor fulfill other's needs I can't let go Reason's got me In a strangehold Is there a way out of this? I'm not here to please Nor fulfill other's needs I should just let them see How ordinary I can be