Original Material Songtext
Someone shake me, wake me up, tell me I've been dreaming
Tell me what's the meaning of these things that I keep seeing
'Cause I'm starting to get tired of spinning in a spiral
Held under the pressure like a Gravitron
So someone listen close and help me analyze this feeling
I don't see in color and white noise is all I'm hearing
Yeah, the doctor gave me pills and my momma's saying prayers for me
But nothing's working at all
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
Tell me what's the meaning of these things that I keep seeing
'Cause I'm starting to get tired of spinning in a spiral
Held under the pressure like a Gravitron
So someone listen close and help me analyze this feeling
I don't see in color and white noise is all I'm hearing
Yeah, the doctor gave me pills and my momma's saying prayers for me
But nothing's working at all
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
I've got too much on my mind to be wasting any time
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
When I was a child I had fire in my belly
And love was all I needed to keep that fire steady
Oh, I use to be a dreamer, hoper and believer
Now I need a natural phenomenon
To prove my intuition isn't wrong
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
I've got too much on my mind to be wasting any time
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
Yeah, I know myself too well
It's all a show and tell
Why can't you be yourself, man?
Why can't you be yourself?
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
I've got too much on my mind to be wasting any time
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
For once
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
When I was a child I had fire in my belly
And love was all I needed to keep that fire steady
Oh, I use to be a dreamer, hoper and believer
Now I need a natural phenomenon
To prove my intuition isn't wrong
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
I've got too much on my mind to be wasting any time
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
Yeah, I know myself too well
It's all a show and tell
Why can't you be yourself, man?
Why can't you be yourself?
I don't want to just fit in with the rest of them
I've got too much on my mind to be wasting any time
Pretending to fit in with the rest of them
I'd rather be original material
For once
