I was miles away
Thinking about something yesterday
Something I'm doing more each day

All the time
Is it a message
Is it a sign

Is it the time to draw a line
How do I know
It doesn't feel natural

Feels too slow

If I don't know then who else will

It's getting to the point it makes me I'll
And I don't know if I can turn a page
Yeah


It feels so wrong the pressures on
I can't ignore it any longer

I turn my clock to face against the wall
This'll be a phase that's all


Only my expectant eyes
Looking for diamonds in the skies
The only one looking for this prize

White in a sea of black
I'm gonna go I wont come back


I spike myself I kick and scream
I drag my feet
I won't come clean

I check my weight and fall upon the page
Yeah


It feels so wrong the pressures on
I can't ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall

This'll be a phase that's all
I drag my feet
I check my weight

I turn my clock to face against the wall

Oh, if I don't hear then I ask you

But everybody's singing the same old tune
I dig my heels
I will not learn the words

Oh yeah

It feels so wrong the pressures on

I can't ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall
This'll be a phase that's all