We can't feel great always, my ways in the past were insane and I'm sorry for the pain
But I know I've changed, and I hope I'm sane
I knew what it cost was the money well spent, now I'm living in debt, how can I reset
Was so ignorant then, didn't know what the difference is

My actions confuse me, fantasies they amuse me, fallacies they've doomed me, I can't wait for new me
There won't be a day that I stop, until the day that I'm naught
There'll be a day that I drop, too lazy to handle this lot
Convinced I'm always right when I've never been more wrong

Found care in other things when they're gone, I sing my song
My spirit so livid, my face, dead pan didn't go to plan
I was thinking too rigid, I'd be a dead man if you knew how I'm feeling
And when I look at the ceiling, my head get a rush

There's no way of being perfect in a world where you have to suffer
And when I look at the ceiling
I be thinking too much, I must do what I must
I must clean off the dust

Dead skin in the trash, hope that I'm a new man
When I look to the sky, I'm so boundless I'm flying
But when I look at the ceiling, there's no way of seeing
The truth in the stars, how long will we be apart?