Mold के बोल

A stick in the mud, a knife in the back My memory of a chain of react A trap for the mouse, a treat for the cat A chorus of notes at the drop of a hat Don't know what I'm thinking of Am I just a waste of air? Don't know what I'm thinking of I figured out the knot, but I just can't kick the chair And I can pretend it's only a phase We seem to be in some sort of a haze A shaking of hands, a meeting of friends I hate to observe, I'm falling again Don't know what I'm thinking of Am I just a waste of air? Don't know what I'm thinking of I figured out the knot, but I just can't kick the chair Don't know what I'm thinking of Am I just a waste of air? Don't know what I'm thinking of I figured out the knot, but I just can't kick the chair