Carrying Choice

I feel like there's something I need to be The hankering It's nothing new to me And how we laugh and bat at Our misconstrues What's wrong with you Could never make me move And when I finally find it Everlasting peace Let go of the pounds That I don't need I don't need Sleep and Wake up and be sure No more wishing for the cure Keep it to myself of course No more caring No more choice Sleep and I wake up and I'm So unsure whose On my side just to Spit in my corner Keep it to myself of course No more caring No more choice And this is what it looks like when we beg and prod, no Walk to the center Or swim to the side And now it's finally it's finally It's finally all behind What won't get older I guess, what won't get aged And if you're not standing next to me You'd never see what I see Let go of the pounds That I don't need I don't need Sleep and Wake up and be sure No more wishing for the cure Keep it to myself of course No more caring No more choice Sleep and I wake up and I'm So unsure whose On my side just to Spit in my corn or Keep it to myself of course No more caring No more choice