Questions

Once in a while, in a while

I get in my head

It feels like a race, like a race

And I feel things that I wish I could erase

Am I doing just fine or am I behind?

I ask myself each day

What do I do?

Some days I don't have a clue

Am I drowning in my own thoughts?

And it brings me to these questions, questions

Like what the hell am I doing with this mess I've been given?

Am I making or just faking each passing moment?

And these questions, questions

Keep my mind burning intensities that only seize my freedom

And that's why I'm standing here

A friend once told me

You can't let rent free in your mind

Your mind needs guidance

If you want a sure chance to ever gain control again

But life can be rough

Some days I feel like I'm stuck

But I know it's just one day

Overthinking comes as easy as blinking

And I think of what my parents would say

And these questions, questions

Like what the hell am I doing with this mess I've been given?

Am I making or just faking each passing moment?

And these questions, questions

Keep my mind burning intensities that only seize my freedom

And that's why I'm standing here

A life with no purpose

Is quite possibly the worst feeling there is

You plan your whole life

Your whole life

Plan your whole life

Your whole life

Plan your whole life

Your whole life

But it only leads to questions, questions

Like what the hell am I doing with this mess I've been given?

Am I making or just faking each passing moment?

And these questions, questions

Keep my mind burning intensities that only seize my freedom

And that's why I'm standing here

Why I'm standing here

Why I'm standing here