No sleep till seven in the morning
City is loud, head is up in the clouds
Tragic, but I′ll meet you when this storm ends

Reasoning is compromised, anxious once again
Frightened to the core until the end, I've gotta say

Somebody please
Can get me out this torment
World is to fall, no meaning to it all
The lowest mental form a human being has

Sick of this unhappy child that lives inside of me
Being the most shitty brain since ′93

Down the road I go
High speed, no control
I carry this with me
Everywhere I go

Where's my fucking peace of mind they talk about in Zen
Catastrophic thoughts are driving me insane

Down the road I go
High speed, no control
I carry this with me
Everywhere I go
I carry this with me
Everywhere I go
Needless to say
I'm where the four winds blow