Meant for More

Chorus
As I sit, between these four walls
I know that I was truly meant for more
So where do I go now?
I’m tired of running in place
with no hope of joy or escape
Baby tell me is there no other way?

Verse 1
From the second that I clock in, I feel locked in
and I gotta find a way out
Sit down, take a seat, start a count down
as I watch the hands of the clock, make their way around

my neck, as I sit at my desk
I look at my time and what little is left
I wish I had the strength to get up and be brave
before I lose my drive and my spirit decays

Sitting in the mailroom, hoping I’ll prevail soon
before I feel frail, face paled, from the same rou-
-tine, while I daydream, hoping that there may be
a way to escape this cycle of monotony

What has it gotten me? A bit of currency?
to keep my floating while I dream of where I want to be?
I keep trying to outrun my flaws
because I know, deep down I was meant for more

Chorus
As I sit, between these four walls
I know that i was truly meant for more
so where do i go now
i’m tired of running in place
with no hope of joy or escape
Baby tell me is there no other way?

Verse 2
because I’m really trying to find it
Searching for escape, but I’m feeling so blinded
reminded, that everything I need to be aligned with
is outside these walls that I feel so confined in.

I'm tired of running, I'm getting frustrated

I'm working for nothing, i'm losing my patience

I try to be calm, but every morning
I’m waking up feeling lost, trying to find motivation

To go on, and just fight through the sadness
of knowing that I’m living so far from my passion
Because, I am dressed in these business threads
I’m so stressed, with these thoughts running through my head

My heart aches with the feeling I will never be
who I was meant to be, decaying in a life that wasn’t meant for me
Feeling defeated, when I hear it call
Because I know for sure that I was meant for more

Chorus
As I sit, between these four walls
I know that i was truly meant for more
so where do i go now
i’m tired of running in place
with no hope of joy or escape
Baby tell me is there no other way?

Bridge
Cos I know, who I am
i just don’t understand, why i’m here
or what led me here
'cause I’m down and out of my mind
and i’m scared that i’m out of time
i try so hard but that’s not enough

Verse 3
I’m sick of feeling unfamiliar
Looking at a stranger when I look into the mirror
I see all the changes, and the problems I’m at war with
Afraid of my reflection and the way it’s been distorted

I used to have high hopes of trying to stay inspired
By standing right beside of the people that I admire
Looking

But now everything is changed, and I’m feeling so damn ashamed
I’m fighting the wrong fights, while I’m trying to switch lanes
Trapped in a nine to five that I thought would be the force
that would drive my music further, than it ever has before

But look at me know, beaten down
fallen to the floor and beaten into the ground
until I can’t hear the sound, but I still hear the call
of my inner voice telling me I am meant for more