Caught Up in It

Full disclosure, I’m no advocate of what they call progress
Don’t it only pull you further from your purpose in the end?
Me and my friends, we know better
Still we find ourselves caught up in it

Why does everyone around me only ever seek distraction?
Are they so afraid to face the awkward silence in their head?
And you know I’d like to think that I was somehow an exception
But if I’m above it all, then why do I feel so caught up in it

I want to say I’m not the only kind who ever seeks distraction
I’d like to think that I could face the awkward silence in my head
And everybody wants to say that they were somehow an exception
But if we’re above it all, then how did we get so caught up in it

I turn away, I feel the pull, then I fall back again
I don’t know man, maybe I’m no better than them
I see the gap between me and the world I’m living in
Say what you want, really though are you any different?