Lyrics

I was standing
At the edge of your words
Contemplating about the things I just heard

You're complaining
That you're not living "The Dream"
And that nobody here really gives a damn what you mean

Fabricating
A life that isn't your own
And pretending, you're not affected or thrown

Your emotions
You keep them under the bed
In a cardboard shoebox like letters you've never read

Ohh ohh ohh it's a shame you're insane
Will you have your suitcase packed? Or will you stay the same
Ohh ohh ohh when you get on that bus
Will you have your ticket ready? Or will you think about us?

Lamenting
Your life was never enough
Discontented, baby will you fill up my cup

No relenting
I've told you time and time before
That it's gratitude that will pick you up off the floor

Ohh ohh ohh it's a shame you're insane
Will you have your suitcase packed? Or will you stay the same
Ohh ohh ohh when you get on that bus
Will you have your ticket ready? Or will you think about us?

Calculating
Is the juice worth the squeeze
Determination you won't be brought to your knees

Authentication
This can only work good
And staying true to yourself, baby you know that you should

Ohh ohh ohh it's a shame you're insane
Will you have your suitcase packed? Or will you stay the same
Ohh ohh ohh when you get on that bus
Will you have your ticket ready? Or will you think about us?

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