I feel like I'm walking on a cloud Nothing else matters, I keep silent and move on Day dreams and vivid visions Suddenly disappear from forthcoming decisions And with a crack reality instantly snaps back I make up my mind Saying to myself am I half blind Then I disappear again Off in my own head Thinking about what should have been said I realize it's not a debt So I allow myself to forget
I feel like I'm walking across hot coals That those that get ahead do so by trampling over souls Contempt for those who got there without putting in the work The question drives me berzerk Social implications keep mounting my frustrations I don't follow the pack and foster my own creations Completely alone I feel like a king upon a thrown that isn't his own Without a care I stop and stare Only to realize that there's nothing there