The Making lyrics

Take long showers Just feel no pain I'm of a persuasive nature with something to sell Yeah everyone needs reason to step outside You know I complain when I'm bored as millions starve in the cold I wish I hadn't decided to up these walls But I was losing interest like I tend to do I'm stalling, we're changing This was years in the making Myself at home wherever I go Balmy Winter's got me twisted about like I'm tasting the end of the world So, I convert fear to motivation in hopes of adjustment to social change Let's make the game our career I'm such a slave to your trade Get, get, get where you're going Get where you're going Oh anything that I fault you for I am myself or wish I was