Out (c) 2001

Out of the box
Out of my mind
Out of this
Lazy world
We're living in
Out of touch
Out of time
Out of options
And I'm out of line

I'm running out of tricks
Don't mind no repetition
If I could raise the dead
I'd breathe some life into this institution
I'd re-invent the wheel
Negotiate the deal
Tell you how it feels
While I define the real
But I'm bored and so are you
Searching for something that feels true

I'm running out of fuel
Don't know how far I'll take it
Can't rely on no-one else
To determine if I'll make it
I'll do it on my own
With this microphone
And my testosterone
Just like I've always known
But I'm bored and so are you
Searching for something that seems new

I'm outta line
I'm outta time
I'm outta touch
And outta my mind

I'm running out of reasons
To care what happens now
There's only so much I can take
And what I will allow
I'd still give my all
Standing tall
After each fall
No matter how big or small
But you're bored and so am I
Searching for something
That doesn't feel like a lie

Edshugeo

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