The Start up Lyrics

Blown, my intuition Smile sweetly, but act discreetly
Time and place, mine to waste I guess time is running out
I just can t get around it
Don t tell me the race is won, I m only getting started
It s getting late, no mistake, there s no mistaking | Always faking interest
Burn, my inhibition Turn completely, into a memory Ball and chain, my confusion It stops me where I am
It starts the whole thing over
Why should I get involved, why should I get excited? I ve got more than I need, contract civility.