actions, not your words. [Chorus] I'm ill at ease coming undone at the seams. I wonder if I should trust you at all. Ill at ease, ill at ease looking
Vertaling: Die Methadones. Ontevrede.
I'm trying to move ahead without thinking of what I left behind. But it doesn't do me any good. There's peices of the past that come up and make it hard
I'm gonna hang out with myself. I won't be in debt to anybody Or have to worry about pushing anyone 'Cause I don't want them around. And everybody around
somehwere, I'm like a rat in a maze. And it's just making me burnt out and frustrated. The older I get the more I become jaded. [Chorus] I'm stuck here at
you thought it would It takes a long time to really know anyone don?t make your mind about what you think you see You might always have some biases Look at
I've got too much going on and I don't know what to do. The pace is getting frantic, everything is falling through. I'm way over my head and the load
You keep hoping you'll wake up and have the answers to your life. The more you search, you find the reckless driver of your mind. You think if you keep
i dont need a thrill a minute to be content anymore the older i become i dont care if im occasionally bored i used to think that some how i was missing
shoulder I turned around and acted surprised, just like I despise I really wish it was anyone but you when I tried forming a smile Things like this always seem to happen at
You keep hoping someday you'll have it all. It keeps your mind chasing dreams down it's slick and darkened hall. You just can't be happy with what you
