Testo Caught In The Carousel

Blinded by artificial light
Can't stop drawing parallels
I know that envy isn't kind
But I'm caught in the carousel

They move so smooth, fucking ooze
Elegance is automatic
Watch them drool, fucking cool Influence is systematic

Am I good enough?
Am I good enough?

Doubts infecting my legs
Bouncing up to my head
Am I good enough?
Am I good enough?
Feeling it coming again
Building my own prison
Am I good enough?
Will it ever be enough?

Why don't I ever say Why don't I ever say exactly what I mean?
Got a mouth that defies the laws of reason
Every night spent alone
My thoughts surrender more cohesion

Nothing new, I'm a fool
Tend to be a bit dramatic
Drug abuse keeps me loose
Compelling and enigmatic
Move so smooth, fucking ooze
Atrophy is metastatic
Watch me drool, fucking cool
Devolution into panic

Am I good enough yet?
Am I good enough?

Doubts infecting my legs
Bouncing up to my head
Am I good enough?
Am I good enough?
Feeling it coming again
Building my own prison
Am I good enough?
Will it ever be enough?