Misery Isn't Free

I think I know what I’m doing but I haven’t been doing it right
It seems like every time I turn around I find myself feeling uptight
But every once in a while I see
The questions and the answers here before me
Whoa, misery isn’t free
I’ve got to be free
I’ve allowed myself to worry over situations I’m not in
It’s to the point in my mind where frustration is ruling a whim
And the choice, it’s up to me
In all its intensity
Whoa, misery isn’t free
I’ve got to be free
I need some space to lose my mind
Don’t need to race this thing called time
I’m gonna loosen up naturally
But in a while I’m sure I’ll find
Some sort of peace of mind
I’m gonna get there honestly
I’ve got to be free
Things are looking up now, my burden’s lighter with the extra weight
For our direction’s all that counts and there’s no way for me to get there late
And I’ll look back eventually
I’m gonna chalk it off to history
I need some space to lose my mind
Don’t need to race this thing called time
I’m gonna loosen up naturally
But in a while I’m sure I’ll find
Some sort of peace of mind
I’m gonna get there honestly
I’ve got to be free