Seeing Stars

I'm in a rage, I'm in a cage
Seeing stars for the first time
They're on a roll, but I'm in a hole
Wishing I was on the other side

Living to die, customizing a lie
Why don't you go and take a bow?
Too self-aware, but I couldn't care
Any less about my worries

What I am is dry
Tired all the time
Hope I'll catch my brain
More of it you'll take

I'm so high, I could fly
But I never seem to float away
I'm running behind to a job I don't like
Every day it's like it's groundhogs day

Being broke, broke as a joke
As it's humor and ways of life
I won't choke, even though there are folks
Who would pay money just to see it

What I am is dry
Tired all the time
Hope I'll catch my brain
More of it you'll take

What I am is dry
Tired all the time
Hope I'll catch my brain
More of it you'll take