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
Sun is burning on my face, 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, nobody told me
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
Same old shit different day, gotta get up, gotta get up
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
Sun is burning on my face, 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, nobody told me

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