Voodoo Glow Skulls. The Band Geek Mafia. Symptomatic. Zeneszám

There's something in the air
Something that I can't place
A taste that I can't smell
A smell that I can't taste

I'm walking in circles
Trying to find the way
The path that I've chosen
Has stops along the way

I'm out of line, I'm out of place
I can't control my mind
Loss of power and all the time
When your actions have no bind
Suffocate and try to find

Who took my convenience
That I have everyday?
Someone give me a slogan
Because I deserve a break today

I'll stay in my position
Just keep living on borrowed time
Take that train to nowhere
So I can be with my own kind

I feel like I've been cheated
Like an animal from it's skin
Who do I complain to?
Who am I to blame?

I'll jeopardize my karma
In order to fit in
Somehow I manage to flush the fashion
And follow my own trend