I'm in a rut, today.
I'm throwing all my time away.
I'm hating each computer game I play.
You say I'm not a drone.
My actions are my own.
I'm only reaping what I've sown.

And you're right.
'Cause, you know, I'm halfway bright.
Many times, I've had the same insight.
I should do.
I should be.
I should stretch my wings and see
What some focused effort does for me.

This cloud is in my mind.
That doesn't mean it's silver-lined.
A mental block can be the hardest kind.
Caught in a mental jail.
It's safer to not try than fail.
You say I shouldn't let my fear prevail.

And you're right.
'Cause, you know, I'm halfway bright.
Many times, I've had the same insight.
I should do.
I should be.
I should stretch my wings and see
What some focused effort does for me.

There,
In my chair,
Say a prayer
To the air.
The Chain
In my brain
Cannot drain
All my pain.

And the panic chills my bone
As I sit here all alone.
See my sails tightly furled.
See, I'm dead to the world.
You can feel it in your gut
When you're stuck in a rut.
When you're stuck in a rut.
When you're stuck in a rut.
(etc)

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