I wake up, put on my clothes
Contemplate the daily load
Draw the curtains, make my bed
Search for a pill for my aching head, Once again
Walk the streets with nowhere to go
Is my vocation what I think I know
Ask myself questions, that I cant resolve
Try to walk the line, dont wanna fall right off
Whats it all about?
Whats it all about?
Whats it all about?
Anyway
(Anyway)
Try to fit, to whatever mould
We all need something, to behold
Try for perfect, give it all
Maybe the answer aint perfect at all
Whats it all about?
Whats it all about?
Whats it all about?
Anyway
(Anyway)
Writer(s): Aynsley Craig Lister
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