Låttexter: Horace Pinker. Supposed To.

as i see these changes in my friends question those decisions my margins
closing quickly reevaluate positions sinking deeper every day nervous traits
give it away and all those little lies i say i think that everyone's this
way someone said unsatisfied but it doesn't capture what i'm trying to describe
replace those feelings trapped inside with that commonplace advice what
am i supposed to do? it's right in front of you everything everything in
another state of mind i find it easy to empathize i wonder why i'm not ahead
and making lots of money repeated pattern every day it's laid right there
in front of me like an easy kill i'm not prepared to be that victim yet
i am supposed to do everything