I'm feeling restless, but I don't know why,
Feels like time is standing still,
So many people 'n' I'm feeling 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 'n' spoil another day,
this is my chance to be not me.

I gotta feeling that I'm breaking,
'N' my hands are shaking,
My heart is bumping,
'N' I'm trying to relax, or something,
(Feeling low/wasting my time)

I feel like stone, when someone talkes to me,
Can't get a word out of my mouth,
It is a bad habit, it will always be,
I would with pleasure pass away,
Slipping in corners, like I'd 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.