What's Wrong With Me?

It's just waking up At eleven o'clock in the morning It's every bill piled underneath A compact disc bought ironically It's that sinking feeling The constant uncertainty Burnt out eyes and wonder-whys Apathy and "dead inside" I'm just trying to explain Why nothing feels that good to me Can't escape the way I feel Why do I keep Running away when life gets real? What's wrong with me? It's just waking up At three in the afternoon Short on time and short on rent Haunted by your future death It's the constant nausea The "never good enough" It's staying up all fucking night To watch bad sitcoms that you don't like I'm just trying to explain Why nothing feels that good to me Can't escape the way I feel Why do I keep Running away when life gets real? What's wrong with me? I'll always be unsatisfied I'll always be one step behind Tired lungs exhale, reset the mind It's when you realize "You'll never get used to it, you just have to live with it" and get by I'm just trying to explain Why nothing feels that good to me Can't escape the way I feel Why do I keep Running away when life gets real? What's wrong with me? Can't escape the way I feel Why do I keep Running away when life gets real? What's wrong with me?