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my mind's locked up in a world that i don't know the end is coming soon i think i'll lose control staring out my window and it feels fine well... i'm sending all my signals but i stiffen so im long (that's not it, but it sounds funny) said i'm sending all the signals that i do not have a home i said my month in up in armour say i really wasnt scared say my month in up in armour but i do not have a way things are happening so really do we ever live so fast theres a concert oh but what a fucking blast my bags are packed in all rugged up theres one thing left to say i'll make you take the fall then im doin it my own way my mind's locked up in a world that i don't know the end is coming soon i think i'll lose control a re you happy working mornings are you happy working nights are you happy on your time off when your high? here we go were back again in the same rut withthe same friends doin it like we did the year before ya got no money got no car, got no woman so there you are your empty, sold out and depressed well you can run and you can hide from the trouble that is deep inside your master of your own destiny and fame things to do gotta place to go gotta cut the line gotta make the next show gotta make everything work out alright what do we have to say for ourselves... i dunno i dunno i dunno |