Three days earlier
I woke up
To find it was all a dream
If I could remember
My brilliant scheme
I am tired
Of all
The stupid things I have to do
Just for the money
Have I lost me, too?
Don't know why I'm so worried
Worried, destined to do
Destined, destined for nothing
Nothing, nothing new
Wear a costume
On the road
Cupcake suit to draw them in
I can't continue
Not now, again
Don't know why I'm so worried
Worried, destined to do
Destined, destined for nothing
Nothing, nothing new
Searched the internet
And I found
My dream work there
I have discovered
My way out of here
My way out of here
My way out of here
My way out of here