Sons of Nothing end of the page

One more time we step on the stage
It looks like home but it feels so strange
Trying to act my age but I can.t stop slipping
I'm not fooled by the look on your face
The normalcy that I want to embrace
I know it's not the case and I can't stop skipping
To the end of the page
The host and guest are trading space
House arrest is still in place
A line that won't retrace and I can't stop skipping
Every day I'm pacing this cage
Can't fall back, I'm forced to engage
Trying to bury the rage but I can't stop slipping
And I can't stop skipping to the end of the page
And I can't stop cutting to the end of the chase
And I can't stop