Zing-Pong

Hey, I'm running on empty
I'm running on overdrive to pave the way
Hey, I'm thinking too busy
I'm thinking to overtime, but I ain't getting paid

Why do I overextend myself?
When I've overspent my wealth
I do it over and over again
Spend time wasted

Some say, "Hey, learn to relax just a little"
But I can't, no, I won't, there's way too much to be done
Every note in my head's like a murder, every landscape seems to inspire
I've got to do something, I can't sit still, I got my mind on something else

Why do I overextend myself?
When I've overspent my wealth
I do it over and over again
Spend time switching back and forth

In my head
It's the longest trip I've had
Like a liquid feeling in my skin
I waste time wasted

It wouldn't work if I tried to
It wouldn't work if I wanted to
It won't let go
My mind's a trap

It wouldn't work if I tried to
It wouldn't work if I wanted to
It won't let go
My mind's a trap

I try to slip away
It's nearly impossible to get away unscathed
We're there, I'm there
Ah, fuck it