My mind's locked up

In a world that I don't know

The end is coming soon

I think I'll lose control

Staring out my window

And it feels fine

Well, I'm sending all my signals

But I stiffen so I'm long

Said I'm sending all the signals

That I do not have a home

I said my month in up in armour

Say I really wasn't scared

Say my month in up in armour

But I do not have a way

Things are happening

So really do we ever live so fast

There's a concert

Oh but what a fucking blast

My bags are packed

In all rugged up

There's one thing left to say

I'll make you take the fall

Then I'm doin' it my own way

My mind's locked up

In a world that I don't know

The end is coming soon

I think I'll lose control

Are you happy working mornings?

Are you happy working nights?

Are you happy on your time off?

When your high?

Here we go were back again

In the same rut with the same friends

Doin' it like we did the year before

Ya got no money got no car,

Got no woman so there you are

Your empty, sold out and depressed

Well, you can run and you can hide

From the trouble that is deep inside

You're master of your own destiny and fame

Things to do

Gotta place to go

Gotta cut the line

Gotta make the next show

Gotta make everything work out alright

What do we have to say for ourselves...

I dunno I dunno I dunno