Traffic Jam

Running around
Just so I can exist
I can’t remember when
I ever asked for this
Traffic jam
Inside my head
It’s too loud outside
Don’t know what you said

And it’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing
It’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing

There’s no time to think
And no time to love
No time to do anything
But push and shove
Eye on the prize
Till the day you die
Till there’s nothing left
Of your little life

And that’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing
It’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing

Maybe I might have missed the point
Does one of us have to be wrong?

And that’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing
It’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
Don’t know what I’m doing