Denatured

I get along fine, but I just don’t ever get enough. I see it all right, but it just don’t ever measure up.And I know this don’t make no sense, But I can’t sleep right. Just like everybody else. Displaced and overgrown. Divided later on. Denatured all along the vine, And raised to roam. I never let my little rough steps settle in the mud. I leave it all right in the dust and kill it with the sun. And I keep building my defense, Cause I can’t sleep right. Just like everybody else. Displaced and overgrown. Divided later on. Denatured all along the vine, And raised to roam