I've circumnavigated the Pacific Ocean
At sixteen-thousand feet in the air
When I tried to check out my emotions
I found part of them weren't there
Oh I've seen a lot of stuff
Never seems to be enough
Tell me why can't I be satisfied
I'm a victim of the media saturation
What you call your sensory overkill
I know it's a pitiful situation
But I just can't wait for my next thrill
Though I've got a lot of stuff
It never seems to be enough
Tell me why can't I be satisfied
All my past life seems faded
I doubt if it would ever return
I'm feelin' older and jaded
The fire is still there but it won't burn
Maybe you could light a spark
Don't leave me sittin' in the dark
Won't you please help me be satisfied

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