Carrying Choice

I feel like there's something I need to be
The hankering
It's nothing new to me
And how we laugh and bat at
Our misconstrues
What's wrong with you
Could never make me move
And when I finally find it
Everlasting peace
Let go of the pounds
That I don't need I don't need
Sleep and Wake up and be sure
No more wishing for the cure
Keep it to myself of course
No more caring
No more choice
Sleep and I wake up and I'm
So unsure whose
On my side just to
Spit in my corner
Keep it to myself of course
No more caring
No more choice
And this is what it looks like when we beg and prod, no
Walk to the center
Or swim to the side
And now it's finally it's finally It's finally all behind
What won't get older
I guess, what won't get aged
And if you're not standing next to me
You'd never see what I see
Let go of the pounds
That I don't need I don't need
Sleep and Wake up and be sure
No more wishing for the cure
Keep it to myself of course
No more caring
No more choice
Sleep and I wake up and I'm
So unsure whose
On my side just to
Spit in my corn or
Keep it to myself of course
No more caring
No more choice