I remember a day when swallowing and breathing
Would take up my brain and cramp it up in style
Now gone are the days of innocence and feeling
Now every new hangnail feels just like a crisis
It's gotta be
All the heavy weight I'm feeling on my shoulders
It's gotta be
A little phase I'm feeling numb again
I crusie through the day when my cereal is killer
Feed me the O's I'm cheery every time
The flakes and the frost don't mix with my demeanor
I'm meat at the plate being eatin' up in silence
I've been trying to figure out
What certifiable means
And how it relates to me
I feel like an egg that's never missed a beating
I looked away while signing on the line
If life is a lane it's moving like a dead man
Give me the speed or take away my license