This body is a cage and I'm a prisoner
I'm locked between the chains of circuits chasing my internment
And I yearn to feel the firmness of the earth, but I'm no criminal
I promise I'm just lost inside the digital

This body is a masterpiece, has to be
And even if I'm trapped in it, it can't be that's a tragedy
Or is it, cuz even if it's passionately crafted to the last degree
I stagger when I fathom it's a match for me

It's strange to say that I'm alone in myself
I'm straining daily with the hands I've been dealt
Don't wanna say that I've been ready to die
I've just been waiting for the rest of my life



Each season, it seems like I keep scheming
Keep reading the rooms, assume views can be deceiving, keep
Leading the team, keep seeking the least reason to breathe
Still believe I shouldn't need a reprieve

I wear my heart on my sleeve, so I'm a tin man, bargaining for
Part of a dream that I can achieve, big plans
Hard to see the artistry when hardly a bit stands
And after all the harm it's a thin chance

So people say you've gotta learn from your past
And make a change if you're determined to last
Don't want to say it, but I'm questioning mine
I've just been waiting for the rest of my life