Testo: Kill Your Idols. Funeral For A Feeling. All The Difference.

I try so hard to do the noble thing
but there's so much that
living day to day can bring
sometimes I wish I can run away
I push myself to limits
in my body and mind
searching for the answers
that I never will find
as the clock keeps ticking
faster and faster it goes
I don't have time anymore
to hear your criticizing comments
so there's the door
who died and put you in charge of my life?
Working every minute just to stay ahead
there's some days I wish
I could have stayed in bed
I don't want to see cloudy skies today
this isn't where I ever wanted to be
how did I get here?
what happened to me?
somebody help me
I seem to have lost my way
I don't have time anymore
to hear your criticizing comments
soo there's the door
who died and put you in charge of my life?
I need to shake of some of the stress
and dump some of my baggage
start cleaning the mess
just one less thing to worry about
it would make all the difference
cause I think I'm losing my mind