Текст песни Starting Line

Trying to fit within the usual shit But i feel like a square peg in the round hole In a road construction site I'm wound up way too tight Is my beloved city turning on me? So what if i've fallen behind Behind the starting line Because its already over-now In a morning commute/ a jet roars overhead That just took off from the runway at o'hare Caught in a sea of clock punchers just like me And i feel like i'm getting nowhere I'm starting to feel/ a tight grip at the wheel Two lanes merging but they won't let me in And keeping with tradition releasing co2 emissions The heavens are burning But how else can i get by? It's over now...