Symptomatic

There’s something in the air
Something that i can’t place
A taste that I can’t smell
A smell that I can’t taste

I’m walking in circles
Trying to find the way
The path that I’ve chosen
Has stops along the way

(Chorus)

I’m out of line…
I’m out of place…
I can’t control my mind…
Loss of power and all the time…
When your actions have no bind…
Suffocate and try to find…

Who took my convenience
That I have everyday
Someone give me a slogan
Because I deserve a break today

I’ll stay in my position
Just keep living on borrowed time
Take that train to nowhere
So I can be with my own kind

I feel like I’ve been cheated
Like an animal from it’s skin
Who do I complain to
Who am I to blame

I’ll jeopardize my karma
In order to fit in
Somehow I manage to flush the fashion
And follow my own trend