Why every chances I should feel up
I can’t never quite feel like I’m doing enough
It’s just the way it goes
And there’s no fixing
Am I that different?
I had it but sometime it gets tough
With that look in your eye
Saying ‘Baby, what’s up?’
I’m crazy as supposed
But I won’t listen
There’s something missing
I’m overtime
But I feel behind
Against the world that I am facing
I can feel alright
But not satisfied
Uncomplacent
Uncomplacent
Been feeling that intense emerging
When my body is pressed against another person
Until my thoughts began to worsen
I know, I’m like another version of me
It’s hard to be truly happy
With a vacancy inside my head
In reality I’m ok for it
Why can I feel that instead
I’m overtime
But I feel behind
Against the world that I am facing
I can feel alright
But not satisfied
Uncomplacent
Uncomplacent
Uncomplacent
(I’m overtime)
(But I feel behind)
(Against the world that I am facing)
(I can feel alright)
(But not satisfied)