Where are we headin'?

If only I knew...  I am tired...tired and sick... sick off going around in circles... always the same old talk...

always trying...pretending to try... getting started, but failing again and again and again...

we said I needed a cut... a cut... getting far away from here...

if only I could hear me...
if only I could shut IT off...

If only are two words we did not want to use in this combination and above all in this order anymore...

so I don't...
ITt is too full...too full... so IT is rebelling loud...
all day or rather all night long

IT is a pain in my neck...
IT hurts...

I have taken a rest from it today...
but tomorrow...I'll have to cope with IT again.

What the hell is IT?