All I know that it's all the same
People say that I'm insane
I believe I'm stuck in a rut
I know this isn't right but
Just an orbit it is like
At times so painful it's a spike
The feeling comes back to me
And it comes down to how I see

Why do I feel this way?
Always stuck in a similar place
I'd stop if I found
I'm falling from the ground

I have to be different
Like a gift within presets
Almost like the others
Have to change or I'll smother
I'm I'm the only one that feels this way
I'll swear I'll go astray
Gravity will support me
Gravity will support me

Why do I feel this way?
Always stuck in a similar place
I'd stop if I found
I'm falling from the ground

Lost somewhere in the grass
Some steps are like walking on glass
It all stops at some point
Maybe the path has another joint
It's not as bad as it was
It's all gonna work out cause
I still got me somewhere
All I have to do is care

Why do I feel this way?
Always stuck in a similar place
I'd stop if I found
I'm falling from the ground