Trouble

I'm having trouble breathing
 I'm having trouble thinking
 My hands are shaking like an octogenarian
 As I clutch the steering wheel, just a witness for carrion
 In a car that eats gas like a black hole
 Leaving ragged scars across the dust bowl
 Who are you really if you've never felt the emptiness?
 You put the whole of humanity to the test
 I'm having trouble leaving
 I'm having trouble believing
 So cut my pictures out with social scissors
 I'll just cover the cracks and forget about the fissures
 Cause I don't waste time and I don't throw out my pride
 I never got lazy cause I never really tried
 I'll look upon my older brothers and sisters
 No one throws stones cause everyone's a sinner but
 Where is the jagged line and who's on the other side and
 Who drew it out that night with a broken stick and a pack of lies?
 Who left the tragic scene with an old tale and a new routine
 Rest here, my aging thoughts, you'll never really die
 The bags beneath my eyes
 Were heavier before, but now they mask the thieving times
 The words behind my teeth
 I hold them back until the night and lose them in my sleep
 I'm having trouble sleeping
 I'm having trouble speaking
 My thoughts are jumbled like a box of razors
 Believing death is now my next-door neighbor
 Cause it'd never be somebody suspicious or clear
 Translucent compliments, words insincere
 You can play the game a thousand times
 You delay it in a cage but you can't ignore the signs like
 Where is the jagged line and who's on the other side and
 Who drew it out that night with a broken stick and a pack of lies?
 Who left the tragic scene with an old tale and a new routine
 Rest here, my aging thoughts, you'll never really die
 The bags beneath my eyes
 Were heavier before, but now they mask the thieving times
 The words behind my teeth
 I hold them back until the night and lose them in my sleep
 And how can I lose the fear I've cradled my whole life?
 And how can I change the trouble in the modern times?
 Can I determine the constitution of my life
 If life can't be defined?
 I'm having trouble breathing, I'm having trouble thinking
 I'm having trouble leaving, I'm having trouble believing
 I'm having trouble sleeping, I'm having trouble speaking
 I'm having trouble breathing, I'm having trouble thinking
 The bags beneath my eyes
 Were heavier before, but now they mask the thieving times
 The words behind my teeth
 I hold them back until the night and lose them in my sleep