top of page

I DON’T KNOW WHERE I WANNA BE (BUT I’M CERTAIN IT’S NOT HERE)

 

I hate the way that I feel each morning

When I think about this place

And I don’t like a thing about you either

Especially your pompous face

 

I’m not sure what my options are

And I don’t think I care

I don’t know where I wanna be

(But I’m certain it’s not here)

 

Every day just feels so scripted

Get in line and join the queue

And all day long I’m set up for failure

It doesn’t matter what I do

 

I’m not sure what my options are

And I don’t think I care

I don’t know where I wanna be

(But I’m certain it’s not here)

 

And I can’t wait to get out of here

And I can’t wait to fly away

And I can’t wait to get out of here

And I can’t wait to fly….

 

I hate the way that I feel each morning

When I think about this place

And I don’t like a thing about you either

Especially your pompous face

 

I’m not sure what my options are

And I don’t think I care

I don’t know where I wanna be

(But I’m certain it’s not here)

I’m not sure what my options are

And I don’t think I care

I don’t know where I wanna be

(But I’m certain it’s not here)

bottom of page