You got a feeling you can't shakeIt's not an itch, more of an acheHurry up now, don't be lateCause at least then we're going without yaAlways feel like something's wrongDon't know the words, still hum alongBe at your place or don't belongLet's begin about yaCause I wanna dieI'm over timeWhen I think what I thinkYou wanna leave, it's time to goThey're doing fast but you feel so slow, slow, slowGotta get out of this holeCause they'll even with or without yaHe's got the voice but not the faceYou're taking part but you'll never win the raceYou're not first, you're last placeAnd there's no thought about yaCause I wanna dieI'm over timeWhen I think what I thinkImposter, imposter, imposterWe don't want yaImposterImposter, imposter, we don't want yaImposter, imposter, imposter, we don't want yaImposter, imposter, imposter, we don't want yaYou got a feeling you can't shakeIt's not an itch, more of an acheHurry up now, don't be lateCause they're leavingTake some time at leastEnjoy the musicTurn that radio upBroke it offEvery song and every wordIt's all the sameWhere ya never come outI got that s-Dumb like MidnightI want you