I've always been told that I'll fail without a plan B
Regret my choices, end up down a blind alley
But I won't bruise my knees to be a piston in a system
That plans my existence without heeding the ambitions
I'm wanted in a particular place
(woah)
Completely willing, no questions to ask
(Ah)
A faceless face with a number for a name
Now tell me why would I want that?
Catch my breath and pick myself up
Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off
For if there's a purpose
I will catch my breath
My belief is firm, it lays with no one but myself
No phoney incentives or false offerings of help
Oh how uninviting when the eyes follow a script
I feel as if my own fate isn't mine to predict
I'm wanted in the palm of a hand
(woah)
Feeding on bullshit with no strings attached
(ah)
Obeying orders, programmed to serve demand
Now tell me why would I want that?
Catch my breath and pick myself up
Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off
For as long as I live
I will catch my breath
I'm wanted in a particular place
Completely willing, no questions to ask
A faceless face with a number for a name
I'm wanted in the palm of a hand
(woah)
Feeding on bullshit with no strings attached
(ah)
Obeying orders, programmed to serve demand
Catch my breath and pick myself up
Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off
Catch my breath and pick myself up
Tuck my shirt back in and dust myself off
I'll catch my breath
(catch my breath and pick myself up)
(catch my breath and dust myself off)
(catch my breath and pick myself up)
(catch my breath)
