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