What I have, you've got it bad,
but I swear that I've got it worse
So you say, I'm running in place
but I swear that I'm in reverse
My head hurts a lot these days
I confuse my thoughts with what I say
You say your tired now,
you say you're burning out
I say we leave today, if you feel the same
In just ONE day from now,
we'll make it SEVEN miles
they say they'll save a place, if we leave today
You can run, but you'd be farther along
If you spent the day kneeling
While you're busy, barring the door
They come in through the ceiling
