New Age Rambler
Don't even bother speaking, don't ask me about how I feel today
It's just another city, another room of faces with no names
And I refuse to imagine a world outside this place
Just these four walls as I wait for death's sweet embrace

Seems all I've made are enemies
Who celebrate my misery
What the road gave and took away
I have everything but what I need
Need
I have everything
Everything but what I need

You'll find me sitting in silence
Separating myself from the talking sheep
Searching for peace in empty bars
Tell me what
Am I truly free?

Seems all I've made are enemies
Who celebrate my misery
What the road gave and took away
I have everything but what I need
Need
I have everything
Everything but what I need