P.I.T.A. Lyrics

I got this feeling popping up in my head during my way to my workplace

It felt pretty familiar but somehow I still cannot figure it out properly

I think I'm losing it even though to carry on is essential

And basically that's the problem as I'm fed up with all the bullshit

I've sketched up for myself on an imaginery list of 'to do's

'Got no audacity to break the rules of mine

PAIN.IN.THE.ASS.

I couldn't explain

Why I am like this

Put a mirror in front me so I can

Check up on myself

(and) the consequences

Once I could erupt off of my cage

If it was prohibited to paddle too much

There would be one more thing what made me crooked

I was raised to be a decent man

I won't disappoint anyone staying true to my plans

Except of the guy who can't grab enough of anything

Because of tendonitis

I couldn't explain

Why I am like this

Put a mirror in front me so I can

Check up on myself

(and) the consequences

Once I could erupt off of my cage

PAIN.IN.THE.ASS.

NO LUBRICATION

PAIN.IN.THE ASS.

NO LUBRICATION

PAIN.IN.THE.ASS.

JUST GOT MYSELF IMPALED

I couldn't explain

Why I am like this

Put a mirror in front me so I can

Check up on myself

And the consequences

Once I could erupt off of my cage