Im feeling restless, but I dont know why.
Fels like time is standing still.
So many people and Im feeling shy.
I would with pleasure pass away.
No one can complain.
I dont care it is a Saturday,
Ill spend rest of day at home.
Wont go home n spoil another day,
This is my chance to be not me.
I gotta feeling that Im breaking
n my hands are shaking.
My heart is bumping
n Im trying to relax or something
(Feeling low/wasting my time)
I feel like stone when someone talks to me.
Cant get a word out of my mouth.
Its a bad habit and youll always be.
I would with pleasure pass away.
Slipping in corners like Id made something
Which has made me feel so small.
I know I havent got that dignity.
This is my chance to be not me.
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