Deadlines, meetings and contracts all breached D-days and structure responsibility Have-to's and need-to's and get-to's by three Eleventh hours and upset employees I want to be naked, running through the streets I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be I want to be weightless, flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations and return to what I was born to be Heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers Compulsive yearnings non-stop to please others I want to be naked, running through the streets I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be I want to be weightless, flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations at the shoes upon my feet All won't be lost if I'm governed by my own innate-ness
Stop lights won't work I'll get home sound and safe regardless Won't be mayhem if I'm ruled by my own rule-lessness My fire won't quell and I'll be harm-free and distress-less (trust me) Line towing, and helping, expectations up to living Inside box obeying, inside line coloring I want to be naked, running through the streets I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be I want to be weightless, flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations at the shoes upon my feet I want to be naked, running through the streets I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be I want to be weightless, flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations and return to what I was born to be