Anhedonia

Inside my iron bubble You are the one who breathes While living is apparent It is a thought disease Kick back on it Kick back on it With nothing there inside you With no one in your sight It's time to pull the trigger Until it hits just right Get right on it Yeah Concrete jungle isn't what it's cracked up to be It'll take you down until you're with the reeds It could take you to the Garden of Eden But that wouldn't really make much sense Much sense Fear of music got me staring at the ceiling Got me going round the bend Got me climbing up the walls I don't know what to say I just sit here and complain I just want to get away, yes, I just want to get away I just want to get away Concrete jungle isn't what it's cracked up to be It'll take you down until you're with the reeds It could take you to the Garden of Eden But that wouldn't really make much sense Much sense