Particularly Particular

I'm not feeling particularly animated I'm not feeling particularly hard to impress I'm not feeling particularly anything at all I'm not feeling particularly like my best I am feeling if I were to fall from here I couldn't even break my neck I don't know if anyone can hear me I don't know if I'm making any sense I don't know if I'm saying anything at all I don't know, 'cause I say it and forget I do know that have wasted many years Climbing back and forth but never uh-uh-uH-UP For as many times as I've written the word "I" On a piece of paper I would think that I would have some idea Of what I want Oooh, but night, after night, after night, after night After night, after night, after night, after night After night I'm not feeling particularly like a winner I'm not feeling Particularly keen to beg I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs I am feeling guilty 'cause I'm blaming you For my apathetic legs Meanwhile, these legs are sitting Propped up on a chair, tapping the beat Wait those aren't my legs Those would be my feet Every, single day, I'm touching other people's feet Go home and drink my whiskey neat So I can wake up and then play it on repeat I'm not feeling particularly animated I'm not feeling particularly like I've got it all I'm not feeling like I have reached the dregs I am feeling if I were to fall from here I am feeling if I were to fall from here I couldn't even break my legs