Pointing fingers. Blaming others. Being rebellious. When the only person to blame is yourself. So you question your morals, way of thinking and wondering if you can change for the better...

[Chorus]

Walking in circles, I'm in my own world,
pointing fingers at everyone else around me except myself.
I keep asking myself, I keep asking myself,

will I remain the same? am I the one to blame?

[Verse 1]

Trynna force this change to sink through just to satisfy you,
but it ain't workin, do you even notice too?
I'm use to the usage but that's no excuse,

it's just something I refuse cus I find it useless.
Believe me mom and dad I really wanna make ya proud,
but this cloud that surrounds me is filling me with doubts,

and now I am lost; yet to be found,
my life's playin hide n' seek with me; with the lights out
and I'm swimming in the deep; yea I think I'm about to drown,

I feel something pulling me and it's trynna bring me down.
It's failure...something that's been lingering around,
so I need a life saver right here, right now,

to rescue me from this place hellbounded,
but now it's too late to rebound it,
Change, been looking for it through heaven and hell,

but I was blind cus change can only be found within myself.

(Chorus)


[Verse 2]
I hope for better days; maybe this is just a phase,

that I'm going through while incarcerated in this life cage.
I wish I was the man my father was when he was my age,
so much more I could accomplish to advance the next stage.

I've burnt so many bridges; left scars and fresh stitches,
connections I've cut off and blown circuits within the switches
to the ones that really cared when nobody else was there,

I could make a list but it would be endless so it's clear
that I've made mistakes.
Too many that's way too many

to count and repair cus forgiveness has been plenty.
Only so much a person can forgive and forget,
cus healing takes forever to a wound left to infect.

Saturated in blood; soaked in tears,
the pain I'm getting use to but the memories are what I fear.
Reminiscin's become vague,

everyday just seems the same,
it's plain clear that maybe I'm the one that needs to change.


(Chorus)