Every Day I'm Crucified

There must be a reason for living

There must be a reason for living

I think I know how Christ felt while he was walking through the world

There must be a reason for living

There must be a reason for living

I think I know how Christ felt when they nailed him on that hill

Pissed off

Social media screaming at me

ADHD OCD

I try and I try and I try and I try

But every day I'm crucified

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

Fools lead the fools, the blind they lead the blind

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

In the narrowness of vision

And the narrowness of mind

Laughing on the outside

Tripping on my pride

Trouble on the inside

Brain half fried

I try and I try and I try and I try

But every day I'm crucified

I know this life is very strange

But the meaning's clear to me

There's so much we could be learning

If we could only learn to see

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

I'm searching for some kind of meaning

But everyday I'm crucified by triviality

But everyday I'm crucified by mediocrity

Everyday I'm crucified by everything I see