Information overload /overloading me
Somewhere in America/ I’m doing my best but I am not feeling free
Feeling like a victim of imminent attack/feeling kind of crazy and ready to crack
I’m feeling like I might just come undone
I’m feeling like the process has begun

Trust me I’m trembling for the red, white and blue
I’m ready to crack and you should be too

Overlords keep telling us/ to give them just a little more time
Just a little bit longer and we’ll see the reason behind
This scramble for the table
The overladen feast
Gobbling up the atmosphere, like yeast
I’m feeling like I might just come undone
I’m feeling like the process has begun

Trust me I’m trembling for the red, white and blue
I’m ready to crack and you should be too
What used to make sense to me don’t any more
You know it all seems ridiculous now
Trust me I’m trembling and you should be too