I've counted every single raisin in my cereal bowl
And every rivet in the ceiling
How many half slices of toast will make how many whole?
And how do I escape this feeling?
Some say that I can be just as hard as a rock
But I can be, oh so much bolder
I'll look you in the eye and I'll take you by surprise
And I'll eat this chip off my shoulder
I'm so bored I could cry and I'm so happy
I could die, do I really wanna learn to fly?
Feel like an android living in a Polaroid
Just another reject, who gets a little seasick
Whose life am I in?
Feels like deja vu, don't know how or what to do
I point my finger to the sky, finally ask the question why
Whose life am I in? Whose life am I in?
Now the answer to this question is there really isn't one
'Cause life is positively indecisive
It takes a lotta work having this much fun
Sifting through this beautiful crisis
I'm so bored I could cry and I'm so happy
I could die, do I really wanna learn to fly?
Feel like an android living in a Polaroid
Just another reject who gets a little seasick
Whose life am I in?
Feels like deja vu, don't know how or what to do
I point my finger to the sky, finally ask the question why
Whose life am I in? Whose life am I in? Whose life am I in?
I'm so bored I could cry and I'm so happy
I could die, do I really wanna learn to fly?
Feel like an android living in a Polaroid
Just another reject who gets a little seasick
Whose life am I in?
Feels like deja vu, don't know how or what to do
I point my finger to the sky, finally ask the question why
Whose life am I in?
Could this be my twist of fate? A dollar short of living late
Could this all be just a dream? Or something more than in between
Rebound, runaround back in the playground, all night, never right?
Let's go fly a kite, whose life am I in?
Let's go let's go, whose life am I in?
And it takes a lotta work having this much fun
And how do I escape this feeling?
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