Looking back in my childhood
wasn't to bad but it wasn't that great
I carried the luggage like a bag of bricks

feels like it's holding me down again
starring down a pitch black road
painted lines show me the direction

sun is burning on my face
sun is setting me on fire


Nobody told me where to go
Nobody told me where to run


I can't find my way back home
lost my head down there some where
could we just be gone alone

lived in doubt of fear i've shown
gazing down a long gray road
I see the stop sign way ahead

the sun is burning on my face
the sun is setting me on fire


Nobody told me where to go
Nobody told me where to run
Nobody told me where to go

Nobody told me where to run
Nobody told me, Nobody told me


Same old %#@! different day
gotta get up, gotta get up
[x5]


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