Gregor

I must have tried it a hundred times
Shut my eyes so I wouldn't think
I know I've turned into something new
Like a giant harmful insect
Which made me feel quite sad
Seing things I've never dreamt
I have not enough courage to face this
How about if I sleep?

Oh god, oh god
What a strenuous career
It is that I've chosen

Traveling all day and all night
Makes you lose your own identity
Never thought how much I wanted to
Leave everything and walk away
Feels like I'm going mad
The curse of traveling
I force myself to get along with these
Shallow people everyday

They can all go to hell
Go to hell

I must have tried it a hundred times

Oh god, oh god
What a strenuous career