I'm tired of sitting here
Feeling like I'm good for nothin
It's my own damn fault for wastin my time
I'm tired of crying here
Worried that I won't make something
Worth the time I've wasted feelin so
Sorry for myself
I've convinced myself I'm doing right
But it won't last
Ask me what I'm doing with my life
Ill just feel
Trapped
Trapped
What am I doing here?
Sipping champagne while the world explodes
Instead of helping out, I'm crying in bed
Why am I crying here?
When I know that's just how living goes?
I could be out changing things instead of hating em
I've convinced myself I'm doing right
But it won't last
Ask me what I'm doing with my life
Ill just feel
Trapped
Trapped
And no this probably won't make me
Get off my lazy ass and maybe even wake up
And it probably won't shake me from
The space that I take up
I convince myself I'm doing right
But it won't last
Ask me what I'm doing with my life
Ill just feel
Trapped
Trapped
Trapped
Trapped