A little help here? My intuition's got a leak in it
Making wrong turns left and right
I need a mulligan tonight
Walking up to my old self
I've wrestled with these thought before
Finding bones in parts unknown
All I seem to come across are dead dreams, dead friends, dead ends.
Where does it end?
There's nothing quite like getting lost to find out who you really are
But the thrill only last so long
I try to find direction by rotating my perspective
It's just a different side of the same coin
Nowhere to be found
Can't you tell you've lost your way by now?
Let's turn it around
Every day it seems to rain but it's down in the well
I blame it on myself
Picking up where I fell off
At the edge of all my darkest thoughts
I couldn't make the leap across
Now my drunken intuition was in need of intervention
I can't keep making mistakes that bring me closer to the grave
Nowhere to be found
Can't you tell you've lost your way by now?
Let's turn it around
Every day it seems to rain but it's down in the well
I blame it on myself