What can you do when you can't convince yourself that everything is already fine?
It's good enough for anybody else, but I still waste my time
On minor fixes to invisible problems that only exist in my head
I'm turning pages and writing answers to questions that haven't been asked yet

Chemicals
Electrical impulse
Unachievable

I'm fixated on outdated wallpaper
With possible flaws behind
I'm obsessed with the uncontrollable
And visions of the divine

Chemicals
Electrical impulse

I livе
With the knowledge that I'll nеver be
Who I should be

But what would it have been like
If I could have gotten
As close as I could