Next In Line

It hurts to breathe but I don't care The weight of the world, the thoughts I couldn't bear The city sleeps, I'm making plans The less you know, the better understand Then I look and see that place It fools me every time Digging deeper pulls me under Am I wasting time, or next in line? I pace and fret, my blood, it burns The reason we know but still we never learn The clocks stand still, my legs grow weak It says it's done, I beg it not to speak Then I look and see that place It fools me every time Digging deeper pulls me under Am I wasting time, or next in line? First you're gonna get your memory, you're a fucking fray Never wanna, never gonna end up in that display First you're gonna get your memory, you're a fucking fray Never wanna, never gonna end up in that display First you're gonna get your memory, you're a fucking fray Never wanna, never gonna end up in that display First you're gonna get your memory, you're a fucking fray Never wanna, never gonna end up in that display Then I look and see that place It fools me every time Digging deeper pulls me under Am I wasting time Then I look and see that place It fools me every time Digging deeper pulls me under Am I wasting time, or next in line?