The air is getting so thick, it's almost making me sick, 'cause I'm just sittin' around waiting for something to go'click, but nothing's clicking at all except for the clock on the wall and a second feels like eternity. Boy, I'm having a ball...and it's moments like this that are really making me miss the times when a word like boredom just didn't exist, yeah those times where a lot better but sooner or later I'll be coming back so strong although you wouldn't have thought I'd get up! Wanna move, wanna grove, wanna live, wanna prove, I can do anything that I really wanna do...
There's something about boredom that's making me sick!
There's something about life I'm missing a kick!
There's something about boredom that's making me sick!
There's something about life I'm missing in a kick...
Gimme that kick, boy!
I'm staring holes in the ceiling 'cause I'm hating that feeling, I'm bored to the bone and my head starts reeling...and the walls around me, they surround me like a giant fist, ready to pound me...over and over and over again, I've been caught up in boredom since I don't know when, I just want get out, I wanna scream out and shout: I never wanna be bored again 'cause it'll make me freak out. I don't care, truth or dare, would someone help me out of there, so I can do anything, anytime, anywhere
I'm missing a kick, I'm missing a kick, I'm missing a goddamn a goddamn kick...gimme that kick boy...yeah, there's something about boredom that's making me sick!
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