usefully useless
four year strong
sitting face to face with all the wreckage
with no perspective i just don't get it
i'm on the fence of feeling calm and collected
another lie keeps running through my brain
i just can't figure out what's wrong with me
i just don't want to be a wannabe
spending all my time self-diagnosing
circumstances are holding me hostage
at this point i've lost it
another lie keeps running through my brain
i just can't figure out what's wrong with me
i just don't want to be a wannabe
there's nothing left to talk about
i'd rather you just block it out
i'm still living with the paranoia
another lie keeps running through my brain
i just can't figure out what's wrong with me
i just don't want to be a wannabe
i just don't want to be a wannabe