Problems

An inventory has been taken of every belonging

An estimated value sold in event of emergencies

The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out

In losing all semblance of coherence to a former self

You know I am becoming the choices we're making

No problems,

problems with everything

Problems,

problems with everything

Oh God No...

Sometimes it's like conversations are a waking dream

A third party perspective

An audience to themselves

You can almost hear the sound traveling

It's caused a feeling of anticipation

When all of the sudden you know what's gonna happen

They saw the paranoids, they rebuild your world

They neither eat nor sleep they have no name you know..

Here in the worst, I will become, the best of them all

No more problems,

problems with anything

No more problems,

problems with anything