Caught in quicksand
Starting to sink
So tired of struggling
That my mind can barely think

Dont know where Im going

Lord, I dont know what Im gonna do

Fuel supply is finished

Aint nothing left to burn

I need someone to help me
But I dont know which way to turn

I know I dont have much of a choice

Ill go out of my mind

Or into the night

Rolling and tumbling
Spinning end over end

Got to have some peace and quiet
So I can find myself again

Ask me whats the matter

Hey, I dont know what to say

People all around me
But Im so alone

I guess theyd like to help me
But I have to do it on my own

I know I dont have much of a choice

Ill go out of my mind

Or into the night

Rolling and tumbling
Spinning end over end

Got to have some peace and quiet
So I can find myself again

Ask me whats the matter

Hey, I dont know what to say

People all around me
But Im so alone

I guess theyd like to help me
But I have to do it on my own

I know I dont have much of a choice
Ill go out of my mind

Or into the night

into the night

into the night