I've been running towards a destiny without a destination
Being lost is all that I've been chasin'
Taking all my time, calculating everything in front of me
While everything in back of me is actually underneath my running feet
Moving on... Are the moves that I make all wrong?
Is there a place that I might belong?
Everywhere I go, I don't really feel like this place is meant for me
So I take my place amidst the faceless, chasing history
And it's me, a ceiling, a floor, a wall
A night, a morning, it's forming, it evolves
It finally took a step and now it's walking like a human
Where calm, cool, collected camouflages the confusion
Where no one gives a fuck but they still ask you how you're doin'
It doesn't make a difference, I'll keep winning when I'm losin'
And this is what it's like when a thought that you have is finally here
And actually becomes what you've been looking for for all these years
All that pressure pressing upon a person to prosper
The possibilities are endless when the ends are offered
Often, I've been talking to myself, just trying to get to know me
Spent a quarter century slipping slowly and getting ghostly (what)
I am the fly upon the wall
The parasite upon the floor that will not get involved
No, I am something more than monotony, I'm the master
The millionth time attempting what the past could never capture
The candlelight communicator constantly correcting
The last step he took in time to step right through the next thing
Thought that I was ready, tell the truth, we never are
If you're waiting for that green light, you ain't going far
Paint the brick wall yellow, flatten it to make a road
Ride the fucking shit up out it til there's nowhere left to go... get it