I pretend to care
Is that my job
Pretending acting
Every word meaningless
Every nicety
Is it boredom sadness pain
Or are you searching
If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on
Today I felt the grass on my feet
The ground underneath
Today I felt the grass on my feet
Today the inanity
Today the insanity
The shallow shallow water on concrete
If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on
If you have nothing to want for
Nothing to strive for
If you have nothing to work for
Why go on
It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface
It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface
It seems perfect
But the anger
Close to the surface
