Implacable
Too many places at one
Trying to be anywhere but failing to be anywhere
I'm a ghost
Am I in the room?
Do you think I'm listening and do I even exist at this point
You're starting to believe
That its undeniable that I can't be reliable at all
Turn your head and I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone
Impatient
Keep looking at my watch
My feet are tapping noisily, my face is ticking noticeably
I'm a flake
Of course I showed up late
I have kept you waiting and you promise that you will not wait again
You wonder why you're here
One eye is on the TV screen, there's someplace that I'd rather be right now
Turn your head and I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone
I'm fed up
With all your silly games
You want to make me feel guilty for trying to make the world a better place
I don't think you care
About all the innocent, they are screaming out in fear of mortal peril
Turn and watch me leave
I am headed for the door and nothing in the world can stop me now
I'm fed up
With all your silly games
You want to make me feel guilty for trying to make the world a better place
I don't think you care
About all the innocent, they are screaming out in fear of mortal peril
Turn and watch me leave
I am headed for the door and nothing in the world can stop me now
Turn your head and I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone
Implacable
Too many places at one
It's become deniable that I can be reliable at all