Texty: Death Angel. Fall From Grace. Confused.

Sometimes in the back of my mind
I feel like something struck me blind
Blind to the path leading out of the forest
Losing my grip, I slip into the darkness

Searching for a trace of serenity
I find myself dwelling in my own self pity
Either going up or coming down
Can I be the king or must I be the clown?

Let me tell you something about myself
I got problems, only I can tell
Let me tell you something about myself
I got problems, only I can tell

Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore
Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore

I'll start today just feeling fine
In reality my sanity is on the line
Why can't life flow nice and easy?
It's hard when happiness is there to tease me

Try to find fun for a brief escape
Someone save me before it's too late
Tell me not to listen to the voices in my head
Balancing factors I could use instead

Let me tell you something about myself
I got problems, only I can tell
Let me tell you something about myself
I got problems, only I can tell

Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore
Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore

Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore
Please listen to me, I don't wanna be
Confused anymore

Who controls the matter of circumstance?
Make my move and leave the rest up to chance
Take my hand, I'll lead you to a faraway place my friend
And there forever we can stay, forever we can stay
Together we will stay