I wrote this track for an assessment at university. It started about the feelings I had regarding the loss of friendships during a particularly rough part of my life. But then as I completed it I realised that I was also trying to express how worn out and burnt out I was feeling at the time. Lyrics: I'm trying to be good I must be understood I'm trying to be fair I want to make my people care I'm standing all alone With everything I own I'm tumbling through a dream I'm running low on steam The conflict is always here Respect always disappears And rage runs rampant inside my chest It's the way it is, when everything is a test I'm climbing up the walls My engine wants to stall And I'm not about to boast Cause I'm feeling kinda gross I know I'm looking frail And the words are getting stale But if you laugh at me I'm gonna make you leave me be The conflict is always here Respect always disappears And rage runs rampant inside my chest It's the way it is, when everything is a test I can't define my decline with a reason I only know, what I know isn't useful Nobody knows how to make me be silent And I can't decide what to be before I die I'm terrified of death But living's just as bad And I think I'm goin' deaf Can't alleviate the "sad" The damage now is done So there's no more time for fun Let me sleep a little while Maybe then I'll leave in style The conflict is always here Respect always disappears And rage runs rampant inside my chest It's the way it is, when everything is a test The conflict is always here Respect always disappears And rage runs rampant inside my chest It's the way it is, when everything is a test All music and lyrics written and recorded by Tim Kellaway