I'm feeling restless and i don't know why Feels like time is standing still So many people and i'm feelin' shy I would with pleasure pass away (no one can complain) I don't care it is a saturday I'll spend rest of day at home Won't go home and spoil another day This is my chance to be not me
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I got a feeling that i'm breaking And my hands are shaking My heart is bumping And i'm trying to relax or something (feeling low/waisting my time)
I feel like stone when someone talks to me Can't get a word out of my mouth It is bad habit it will always be I would with pleasure pass away
Slipping in corners like i've made something Which has made me feel so small I know i haven't got that dignity This is my chance to be not me