I never wanted
To do less than strive
For perfection
Imperception of strife
And the clock reads 3 and he sees 9
Sees himself in third person for the first time
Repeats to himself another lie
"I'm doing fine"
Falling backwards
Fall out of the sky
Feel like nothing
Feels like something died
It's not enough, I'm not enough
I've had enough of this old line
Get ahold of yourself
Get ahold of your life
It's not enough, I'm not enough
It's not enough to satisfy
Get out and fly