Wait for a day when youâre not relevant to the past
Iâm playing, Iâm playing
And itâs not a game when you know that your chances are slim
For winning, youâre winning
In all honesty you are undercutting everybody
Lean on the door youâre the easy find theyâre looking for
In all honesty youâre a mess
In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
The scientist in you is resting except somethingâs wrong
And everyone around our table, in hushed voices says
âItâs too late, sheâs already goneâ
Yes itâs a shame but youâre missing the point I am fine
Reliving, reliving
And yes Iâm ashamed but the milestone is wandering far
And Iâm running, still running
Matter of fact youâre the bible with a violent impact
Matter of fact you are blind
In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
Here out of choice
In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
Screaming with no voice
My spade is heavy lord I cannot dig anymore
Iâm in for another win, pick up your cards off the floor
And Iâm feeling the pull to the door, to the door
To the draw
In my mind I guess I am a volunteer
In my mind I guess I am a volunteer