I was miles away   thinking about something yesterday   something I’m doing more each day   all the time   is it a message   is it a sign   is it the time to draw a line    how do I know   it doesn’t feel natural    feels too slow      if I don’t know then who else will   it’s getting to the point it makes me ill   and I don’t know if I can turn a page   yeah      It feels so wrong the pressures on   I can’t ignore it any longer   I turn my clock to face against the wall   This’ll be a phase that’s all      Only my expectant eyes   looking for diamonds in the skies   The only one looking for this prize   White in a sea of black   I’m gonna go I wont come back      I spike myself I kick and scream   I drag my feet    I won’t come clean   I check my weight and fall upon the page   yeah      It feels so wrong the pressures on   I can’t ignore it any longer   I turn my clock to face against the wall   This’ll be a phase that’s all   I drag my feet    I check my weight   I turn my clock to face against the wall      Oh, if I don’t hear then I'll assume   that everybody’s singing the same old tune   I dig my heels    I will not learn the words   oh yeah      it feels so wrong the pressures on   I can’t ignore it any longer   I turn my clock to face against the wall   this’ll be a phase that’s all.