i don’t think i’m free
whats going on inside of me,
i don’t know anymore
this is all a big blur

i go my own way
but everyone wants to sway
my mind, my conscience crys
don’t you know i’m so dry

i can’t stand it, life
alive? or dead, this time
its no longer the same
you gonna know my name

this world don’t make sense
is life worth a pence?
don’t you think, i know
you make me choke

so go your own way, fine?
and i will go mine
then we will see the truth
it won’t be so smooth

but then its not so sweet
if only you were meek?
the good go down
and you win the crown

dragging me into the clay
only if i could say
the truth that is behind
i wouldn’t be so blind

now i’m gone and dead
i’ve been ripped to shreds
the vision is still there
maybe another can bare