Testo Overloaded

Sometimes I feel like I can fly,In my dreams I wish I could cry.Six feet under the sun, I feel like I?m burningNo place to run, nowhere to hideMy world keeps on turning.I?m floating, I?m crawling, I?m blowingHear me calling.I?m dancing, I?m chasing,Something that has no ending.I?m over, I?m overloadedI guess it?s too much for meI?m over, I?m overloadedHow come nobody can see?I?m over, I?m overloadedI guess it?s too much for meI?m over, I?m overloadedThey always tell me how to play.They always tell me what to sayToo close to the edge, I feel like I?m fallingTry to make things clear, but I can?tMy world keeps on turning.