do i follow my instinct blindly?
do i hide my pride from these bad dreams and give in sad thoughts and maddening?
do i sit here and try to stand it?
or do i try to catch them red-handed?
do i trust some and get fool by phoniness?
do i trust nobody and live in loneliness?

because I can’t hold when I’m stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I’m lost within
I put my daily facade
but then, I just end up getting hurt again by myself..

if I turn my back I’m defenseless
and to go blindly seems senseless
if I let them go I’ll be outdone
if I try to catch them I’ll be outrun

How do you think / I’ve lost so much
I’m so afraid / I’m out of touch
How do you expect / I will know what to do
When all I know / Is what you tell me to

Don’t you know?
I can’t tell you how to make it go
No matter what I do, how hard I try
I can’t seem to convince myself why
I’m stuck on the outside

If I’m killed by these questions like a cancer
Then I’ll be buried in the silence of the answer