Sick

I get sick of singing the same old song I'm sick of singing the same old song I get sick of thinking I'm right when I'm wrong I'm sick of thinking 'cause I'm always wrong Nothing's what it seems to be At least that's how it seems to me All I can do is play along All I can do is sing my song (All I can do is) I get sick of speaking when there's nothing to say I'm sick of speaking 'cause there's nothing to say I get sick of reaching for the words to convey I'm sick of seeing your duplicitous face No language properly relays The magnitude of my disdain For your treacherous turn of phrase And that's really all I have to say (All I can say is) I ride on, barely discernible Lines half drawn, they separate everything I can't stop, it's never enough for me I get sick from tightrope walking Barely discernible lines I get sick of searching for something to see I'm always searching for something to see I get sick of flirting with intangible things I'm sick of hurting those in front of me The time I've wasted chasing phantoms Haunts me like an empty canvas Hung directly over me Perpetually out of reach (All I can see is) I ride on, barely discernible Lines half drawn, they separate everything I can't stop, it's never enough for me I get sick from tightrope walking Barely discernible lines Barely discernible lines Barely discernible lines Barely discernible lines