Deadlines, meetings and contracts all breached
D-days and structure responsibility
Have-to's and need-to's and get-to's by three
Eleventh hours and upset employees
I want to be naked, running through the streets
I want to invite this so called chaos,
that you'd think I dare not be
I want to be weightless, flying through the air
I want to drop all these limitations
and return to who I was meant to be
Heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers
Compulsive yearnings non-stop to please others
I want to be naked, running through the streets
I want to invite this so called chaos,
that you'd think I dare not be
I want to be weightless, flying through the air
I want to drop all these limitations
at the shoes upon my feet
All wont be lost if I'm governed by my own uniqueness
Stop lights won't work
I'll get home sound and safe regardles