Pure Reason Revolution has ruled me

"So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones?
But I know youre dirty, youre no tame animal
Now get-go, dont let, go! I know the kind you take home
Yeah, you made this dirty cause you faked it all."

I'm caught in emotional turmoil
Amidst the stress of two careers
Should I return to school?
Should I even keep trying to write?
Or keep working as a vocalist?
I've lost sight of the possibilities
And everything seems real
When I know I can't make it
I've lost most connections to the world
I need new friends
I'm running out fast