Fumes

My imagination got ahead of me
Dreamed up a future
Now I wanna leave
No sense of self-preservation
How long until I reach my expiration?
Lately I've been wonderin' where my better half is
Then I hear the low rumble of the mattress
My doctor said my brain is too much for my body
So I can't get out of bed unless I'm on Ritalin

When did it get so dark in here?
How do I stay afloat on fumes?
What if I don't wake up on time?
Oh I could be of so much use
If I only took my own advice

Everyone says I should get some help
But if I burn out I did it to myself
My inner critic's made of stone
My best ideas are still stuck in my notes
Lately I've been wonderin' where my power went
The only place I have control is in my bed
Doctor said that the pace I'm going is a threat
It's just gonna kill me slow
So I might as well rest

I'm high on gasoline
The whir of gears
The start of things
The blood
The sweat
The tax
I'm not your engine
I was not designed to live like that
Let it die
Let it die
Let it die
Let it die

When did it get so dark in here?
How do I stay afloat on fumes?
What if I don't wake up on time?
Oh I could be of so much use
If I only took my own advice