It’s a sign
I think that it’s a sign
Not usually my vibe
Try something new this time
Let’s take a drive
Visit all places that we never liked
And have a change of mind
Spending like I’ve been paid
Riding like I’m being chased
What good did I do me
Nothing seems to move me
And now
Tourist in this theme park of a self
Just a fancy animal
In need of help
Performance flawed they all can tell
Aren’t we
All a kind genre archetype
Learn your lines
Perform for half your life
Before its clear
Somewhere you disappeared
Say it’s fine
Tell me it’s alright
So I don’t have to try
And leave myself behind
Not inclined
To keep believing lies
I got the pen to sign
Name on the dotted line
Years that I gave away
Haunted by this cold place
I don’t know the real me
Nothing seems to thrill me
And now
Tourist in this theme park of a self
Just a fancy animal
In need of help
Performance flawed they all can tell
Aren’t we
All a kind genre archetype
Learn your lines
Perform for half your life
Before its clear
Somewhere you disappeared
