I’m working away,
Something to show for the nights I’m awake.
Won’t be the one at the bottom,
I'll be the one that you’re calling.
I'm feeling the weight.
You know I’m not letting go,
I might bend, I won’t break.
Scraping my knees as I’m crawling.
I don't think I’m ready to fall yet.
It's tragic.
Why am I always hitting traffic?
I'm only trying to make a name for myself, that’s the truth.
Going in circles, I see nothing new.
It's tragic.
It's tragic.
I'm just so sick of waiting.
Like a disease it's taking.
Am I really moving up?
Just think I’m stuck.
Don't know what to do. I’m jaded.
Feel it in my head,
All I see is red.
Don’t think i'll ever forget.
It's tragic.
Why am I always hitting traffic?
I'm only trying to make a name for myself, that's the truth.
Going in circles to see nothing new.
It's tragic.
It's tragic.
Now I don’t want to go back and forth.
Never any growing when you’re that sure.
Always get the answers that you asked for.
Nothing left to prove,
I don’t got nothing to lose.
It's tragic.
Why am I always hitting traffic?
I'm only trying to make a name for myself, that's the truth.
Going in circles to see nothing new.
Just traffic.
Think I’m kicking this habit.
No more of the sad nights,
Not a low life.
See through clear eyes I’m no longer digging my grave.
It's tragic.
It's tragic.
