Verse 1:
What should I do, i don't know I'm confused
As I ride and I cruise, on this late afternoon

Don't know which path to choose, i don't' know where to go
And I hope that you know, I'm not talking 'bout roads
Man I'm talking 'bout life, with all the pain and the strife

The tears that I fight, been keeping me up night
And so I dodge and I swerve, all of the loops and the curves
Avoiding the hurt, that I can't help but observe

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Trapped in time, as I look deep in the mirror
I'm lost inside my mind, and can't find a way out of here

Don't know what I should do, can't find the path I should choose
It's been such a late, late night, feels like the sun will never rise, again
Verse 2:

Not blind but can't see, not deaf but can't hear
What everyone else is trying to say in my ear
Not mute but can't speak, not dumb but can't think

About where my ship is sailing and if this boat will soon sink
Man i swear this world's the coldest still I keep on sweating bullets
Tried to live life to the fullest but it seems like it's the dullest

And I've tried to find my mission for this world and my existence
But I feel like I'm resistin' to the life that I've envisioned
Life is a lot like driving you're more confident when you know-

Where you are going and for me I'm lost upon this road
I tried to keep finding directions, but none are my selection
My mind's in a deep recession trying to correct my imperfections

I get drunk off the night it must be from the moonshine
Every time the sun falls I expand my mind
And my brain just runs in circles 'bout just who I really am

And I can't rest or sleep my last nights always seem to never end
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Verse 3:

I'm lyrically deep cuz as a person I'm shallow
Did a lot of things that many people would see as foul
I give people good advice but never take it myself

It's like buying tons of books that will never leave the shelf
I've got a girl back home, that's perfect for me
And yet I'm still going out and trying to get #~!!@

It's like I'm trying to mess my life up with all the choices I've made
These are just some of many issues and the problems I face
People may think I am normal but I think I'm a freak

They can't see what's in my mind but I can hear what I think
I feel like I'm so $#&@ed up, I just might need a shrink
No I'm not no Charlie Manson, my case is a bit less extreme

But I still can't help but feeling that I'm really messed up
So many voices in my head I don't know which one to trust
I just don't quite fit in, to this so called life

And this is what I think about on these late, late nights
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