Cubicle

I'm racing home to see the sun. To see the sun! To see the sun! Spending sorry seconds making sure my work is done It ain't a job complete unless my head feels like concrete My brain is sinking to my feet Hop to let's go, let's go, let's go. Hop to a place covered with snow I feel I know, I know, I know I'll lose my hearing at the show Hop to let's go, let's go, let's go. Hop to a place covered with snow I feel I know, I know, I know I'll lose my hearing at the show I'm pacing round swelled up with doubt Swelled up with doubt. Swelled up with doubt Punk rock will prop me up when the floor gives out Soon I'll be slipping fast started on top now in dead last Fuck my worries, let's have a blast Hop to let's go, let's go, let's go. Hop to a place covered with snow I feel I know, I know, I know I'll lose my hearing at the show Hop to let's go, let's go, let's go Fuck feeling down, I'll say hello To those I know, I know, I know I feel at peace I'm at the show And oh-ohhhh how the world's so fucking beautiful Here I am just stuck in this fucking cubicle Dreaming of a world where I don't let go Of all the things I dreamt before I had to grow