My mind's locked up
In a world that I don't know
The end is coming soon
I think I'll lose control
Staring out my window
And it feels fine

Well, I'm sending all my signals
But I stiffen so I'm long
Said I'm sending all the signals
That I do not have a home

I said my month in up in armour
Say I really wasn't scared
Say my month in up in armour
But I do not have a way

Things are happening
So really do we ever live so fast
There's a concert
Oh but what a fucking blast

My bags are packed
In all rugged up
There's one thing left to say
I'll make you take the fall
Then I'm doin' it my own way

My mind's locked up
In a world that I don't know
The end is coming soon
I think I'll lose control

Are you happy working mornings?
Are you happy working nights?
Are you happy on your time off?
When your high?

Here we go were back again
In the same rut with the same friends
Doin' it like we did the year before
Ya got no money got no car,
Got no woman so there you are
Your empty, sold out and depressed

Well, you can run and you can hide
From the trouble that is deep inside
You're master of your own destiny and fame
Things to do

Got a place to go
Got a cut the line
Got a make the next show
Got a make everything work out alright

What do we have to say for ourselves...
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know


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    this song is sooo awesome. hard to tell what this song is about when you can't really understand the words but i love the line "are you happy on your time off when you're high?

    BlackLungFeveron March 28, 2003   Link

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