Your syncopated footsteps are driving me insane Every voice that isn't yours drills a hole into my brain I've been grinding my teeth away Head full of ideas in total disarray I tell myself that it's alright But still I'm staying in tonight Sifting through this debris What the hell is wrong with me When you stare into a mirror it's a person from the past Choices and mistakes turn to regrets all too fast This is hopeless, the problem's multiplying Im going nowhere and I'm not even trying Ive got everything in order but it just doesn't last Broadcasting insecurities from a struggling outcast I tell myself that it's alright But still I'm staying in tonight Sifting through this debris What the hell is wrong with me Your syncopated footsteps are driving me insane Head full of ideas in total disarray Broadcast!