More I Look Around

More I look around The more I see The less I feel Connected to anything Running as fast as i can Or sitting on my ass Look into the future Waft around the past Waiting… gritting my teeth All day and night Sure I guess I'm all right A million miles ain't concerned with A single inch of me A million roaches caress a maggot sea This world feels dried out and cramped Is that the light before I die or Just a drawstring lamp The more I feel the less I feel The need to feel anything When I die God you better have a talk with me More I look around The more I see The less I feel Connected to anything Running as fast as i can Or sitting on my ass Look into the future Waft around the past Waiting… gritting my teeth All day and night Yeah I guess I'm all right