As my senses evolve i need to learn to stand my ground.
i am forced into a shaking world when all i need is safe and sound.
i am not satisfied.
looking into a mirror but i don't really think i need to reflect.
i am unrealistically happy although i know it's just a state of neglect.
i am not satisfied.
[chor.]
as the fire burns i'm standing still, i'm paralyzed and cold
(watch my dream unfold)
i am practically liquid and although i'm breathing i am dead
(although i'm breathing i am dead)
I am second in line when all they needed was number one.
i am sitting in the corner of that circle they placed me in.
i am not satisfied.
[chor.]
I don't mean to disagree but it just seems that i am lost in situations that
won't ever turn out in my favour.
i might just give in.
it just seems that i will always live my life face down.
And still i am not satisfied