| My nerves are shot, the pressure's on | |
| It's too much, I can't respond | |
| The sky is falling, the ground bursts | |
| My head is pounding, my life is cursed | |
| We're burning out, no end in sight | |
| The treadmill's infinite | |
| That's how it seems each waking moment | |
| No place for me to go | |
| Now it's like walking on hot coals | |
| I'm lost in space | |
| I feel demand outstrip my pace | |
| I see the stares of faces blank | |
| No more living for the chase | |
| My knees are week, the days drag on | |
| Same old thing, here and gone | |
| More anger floods my words and thoughts | |
| The wrong way to react yet nothing changes | |
| They still turn their back | |
| No place for me to go | |
| Now it's like walking on hot coals | |
| I'm lost in space | |
| I feel demand outstrip my pace | |
| I see the stares of faces blank | |
| No more living for the chase | |
| Absent is empathy | |
| When there's nothing to believe | |
| It's all for one and none for all | |
| Doing battle in the urban sprawl | |
| My hands shake, my vision is blurred | |
| Don't ask again, I can't be sure | |
| Rain is slamming hard against my face | |
| It's pouring down in sheets | |
| My energy's gone, spent in defeat | |
| No place for me to go | |
| Now it's like walking on hot coals | |
| I'm lost in space | |
| I feel demand outstrip my pace | |
| I see the stares of faces blank | |
| No more living for the chase |