Consumed Future

Consumed Future
Mama says I'm not good at anything
Keep my mouth shut, say nothing
Not venting my thoughts, just sit and waste
Like a living ghost, cause I feel misplaced
I want my dream
But it feels so far away
I want to be on the cover of magazines
I want to be on MTV or have my own reality
(I wish they would)
Break down
(The walls to get to me)
Isn't this so fuc*** insane?
The world behind the box is taking over my brain

Mama says I'm not good at anything
I stare at emptiness and say nothing
Don't open my mouth, just sit and waste
Like a living ghost, cause I feel misplaced
I hate seeing all this shit
But at the same time I want to be a part of it
"Suicide!" Repeats itself in my mind
(I wish they would)
Break down
(The walls to get to me)
Isn't this so fuc*** insane?
The world behind the box is taking over my brain
Oh, taking over my brain