How can I miss you when you won’t go away
I annoy you when I’m around
But you can’t stand to have me leave.
Every move monitored
Under surveillance
Constant Scrutiny
You wonder why I try to escape
The walls are closing in
The maze is changing
I swear I’ve been here before
There is now a door
Where there wasn’t
Ive already been here
Found out it was the wrong way
Found a nice place in the corner to sit down
Lost in the Maze
Confused but content
To just kick it
Your face is on the screen on the wall
Telling me which way to go
Every step of the way
But I cant touch you
No matter how hard I try
I try to go the way you tell me
But I don’t feel like moving
Got a beat in my head
Too easy to keep grooving
Sometimes I feel like im losing
Usually just cruising
Get lost in the moment
CHORUS:
Looking up to the ceiling
Its black
Those were the good old days
I want em back!
I want em back!
Those were the good old days
I want em back!
Cant talk about the past when yer moving towards the future
Starting to second guess
Why am I sitting here?
Looking at all the somber faces?
They listen to me
When I get in their spaces
They want the energy
The flow
The glow of life
Im not worried
I trust that it will all work out
Ill die alone
That’s fine with me
Its part of the plan isn’t it?
The alarm goes off
Now I feel like sleeping
Get up, do what you gotta
I annoy you when I’m around
But you can’t stand to have me leave.
Every move monitored
Under surveillance
Constant Scrutiny
You wonder why I try to escape
The walls are closing in
The maze is changing
I swear I’ve been here before
There is now a door
Where there wasn’t
Ive already been here
Found out it was the wrong way
Found a nice place in the corner to sit down
Lost in the Maze
Confused but content
To just kick it
Your face is on the screen on the wall
Telling me which way to go
Every step of the way
But I cant touch you
No matter how hard I try
I try to go the way you tell me
But I don’t feel like moving
Got a beat in my head
Too easy to keep grooving
Sometimes I feel like im losing
Usually just cruising
Get lost in the moment
CHORUS:
Looking up to the ceiling
Its black
Those were the good old days
I want em back!
I want em back!
Those were the good old days
I want em back!
Cant talk about the past when yer moving towards the future
Starting to second guess
Why am I sitting here?
Looking at all the somber faces?
They listen to me
When I get in their spaces
They want the energy
The flow
The glow of life
Im not worried
I trust that it will all work out
Ill die alone
That’s fine with me
Its part of the plan isn’t it?
The alarm goes off
Now I feel like sleeping
Get up, do what you gotta