| Well I almost went blind today, from staring at the sun
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| The beads of sweat keep building up, ‘cause I’m afraid of everyone
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| &, I bide my time, just waiting to be free
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| I’m surrounded by hallucinations that swear I’m where I need to be
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| My forward thinking, my casual drinking consumes my years
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| My best decisions, my good intentions have left me here
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| My sixth sense keeps telling me, I went wrong somewhere
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| But, intuition’s guiding me right back to where I am
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| So, round & round, am I better off, or not
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| Distracted by what could have been, or what I might have lost
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| My forward thinking, my casual drinking consumes my years
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| My best decisions, my good intentions left me here
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| But, I don’t know, & I don’t care, I wouldn’t dare to show I’m scared
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| My lost ambition, my thought out vision is so unclear
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| Well, I never thought I’d end up so alone |