A General Feeling of Discomfort.

These halls don't smell the same as I Had pictured that they would They're too sterile, too clean I thought they would be darker I had my reasons for coming back But now I can't seem to remember them Something bout getting myself back on track Something bout getting my old sense of self-worth back I made it out I tasted the freshest air around But I got cut down Came crashing back to Earth and now My orbit's closer than it Ever was before I'm getting reacquainted with The dust floes on my floor And maybe I'd still feel the same If I had never even walked away Yeah maybe I'd still fell the same If I had never even walked away