"Good Times" lyrics

Can I call you back
'Cause I'm running on empty?
I wanna be better than this
But it's something I can't be
At some point you won't be at all

I seek the thrill
But put it on hold cause I know
The fire still burns but how long?
Every new peak is harder to reach
Does it make you wanna try
Or accept the defeat?

I would rather be obsessed
With something
That's keeping me awake
But numbs the ache
Than to be another empty shedded skin
That wants to feel, but never feels

I think I got softer and harder
Older not wiser
Softer and harder
Older not wiser
Expectations got higher
They made me feel smaller
As their tensions got higher
They made me feel smaller
Why do I feel so small?

I would rather be obsessed
With something
That's keeping me awake
But numbs the ache
Than to be another empty shedded skin
That wants to feel, but never feels