Caught between my zones of comfort

I'm alive, but life flies fast before my eyes

Why the dress and where are we going?

No duress, pile on the roles, ready to go

Of all the choices leading up to this place, there were some that led me on, while others felt like idle chase

Trampled all former convictions

Just the husk of past belief,

I'm just a cog needing release

Did you grow up setting some goals to be achieved?

Did you find things to care for after falling through the teenage dream

I'm past the point of no return

I'm Looking back on what I've learned

What could've been is now just more pain than stone unturned

Still a ghost in my own shell

What if there's nothing more to tell

Than a tall spun tale of growing up in hell

Did you grow up setting some goals to be achieved?

Did you find things to care for after falling through the teenage dream

Did you grow up setting some goals to be achieved?

Did you find things to care for after falling through the teenage dream

Did you grow up setting some goals to be achieved?

Did you find things to care for after falling through the teenage dream