i cant remember where ive been
i refuse to believe where i am
and i have no idea where im going

the path was clear
i knew hwere i had been
i knew all around me
and the course was laid out

uncertainty the only element
on this table before me
it used to be a rich field of facts
now a barren sheet with a broken box

it amazes me now
its all set in stone
then a week later you sit
staring at a dirty wall
trying to figure it all out
how the fuck you arrived here

my drive is gone
my heart so cold
my body gone
my brain feels old

sick of it
still give a shit
wanna get out of it
want to get the fuck out