Hey, I'm running on empty
I'm running on overdrive to pave the way
I'm thinking too busy
I'm thinking to overtime but I ain't getting paid

Why do I always extend myself?
When I've over spent my wealth
I do it over and over again
Spend time wasted

Some say, hey, learn to relax just a little but I can't, no, I won't
There's way too much to be done
Every note in my head is like a murder
Every landscape seems to inspire
I gotta do something, I can't sit still
I got my mind on something else

Why do I always extend myself?
When I've over spent my wealth
I do it over and over again
Spend time switching back and forth.

In my head, it's the longest trip I've had
It's like the liquid feeling in my skin
Wasted time wasted

It wouldn't work if I tried to
It wouldn't work if I wanted to
It won't let go
My mind's a trap

I try to slip away
It's nearly impossible to get away unscathed
We're here, I'm there
Ah, fuck it


Lyrics submitted by punkpirate

Zing-Pong song meanings
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