Deadlines and meetings and contracts all breached. d-days and structure responsibility. Have to's and need to's get to's by three. Eleventh hours and upset employees. I want to be naked running through the streets. I want to invite this so-called chaos that you think I dare not be. I want to be weightless flying through the air. I want to drop all these limitations but the shoes upon my feet. Heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers. Compulsive yearnings non-stop to please others. I want to be naked running through the streets. I want to invite this so-called chaos that you think I dare not be. I want to be weightless flying through the air. I want to drop all these limitations but the shoes upon my feet. All won't be lost if I'm governed by my own innate-ness. The stoplights won't work I'll get home sound and safe regardless. won't be mayhem if I'm ruled by my own rule-lessness. my fire won't quell and I'll be harm-free and distress-less (trust me). line-towing and helping expectations-up-to living. inside-box-obeying inside-line-coloring. I want to be naked running through the streets. I want to invite this so-called chaos that you think I dare not be. I want to be weightless flying through the air. I want to drop all my limitations but the shoes upon my feet. I want to be naked running through the streets. I want to invite this so-called chaos that you think I dare not be. I want to be weightless flying through the air. I want to drop all these limitations and return to what I was born to be