Caught in the grasp of complacency
It's a place that we know all too well
(I can skate, circulate, tribulate all your life)
But we hate to leave it (Hate to leave it)
You can deign to leave, but don't wait for me
(Can you tell me how you want it?)
I can find my way out on my own
Don't you know, there's always just a little bit of something
That'll keep you coming back?
I can't find my way out on my
(Far too late, hide your fate, maculate what I find)
I can't find my way out on my own
'Cause there's a million little criteria biting at my mind