Deadlines and meetings and contrackts all breached D-days and structure, responsibility Have to's and need to's, get to's by three Eleventh hours and upset employees
I want to be naked running through the streets I want to invite this so called chaos that you think I dare not be I want to be weightlessflying through the air I want to drop all these limitations but the shoes upon my feet
Heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers Compulsive yearnings non-stop to please others
I want to be naked running through the streets I want to invite so-called chaos that you think I dare not be I want to be weightless flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations but the shoes upon my feet
All won't be lost it I'm governed by my own innate-ness The stoplights won't work, I'll get home sound and safe regardless Won't be mayhem if I'm ruled by my own rule-lessness My fire won't quell and I'll be harm-free and distress-less (trust me)
Line-towing and heoping, expectations-up-to living Inside-box-ebeying, inside-line-coloring
I want to be naked running through the streets I want to invite so-called chaos that you think I dare not be I want to be weightless flying through the air I want to drop all my limitations but the shoes upon my feet
I want to be naked running through the streets I want to invite so-called chaos that you think I dare not be I want to be weightless flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations and return to what I was born to be
