My life at least.

It's called Let Down.

Let Down
Radiohead

Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people clinging onto bottles
When it comes it's so so disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing, wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental
It always ends up drivel
One day I am gonna grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Let down again
Let down again
Let down again

You know
You know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapsing
Floating, bouncing back
And one day
I am going to grow wings
A chemical reaction       [You are, you are]
Hysterical and useless    [You are, you are]
Hysterical and            [You'll know where you are one day]

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

So what does this have to do with life?  Well people seem to think that I have my life set out.  But I don't.  And I don't think many people know either.  I guess I'll know where I am one day.  Right now I don't know "where I am with" so don't act like I do, people.

Thanks.