Confusion In F Minor
Not much that remains yeah
I elevate
Keeping my head in wasted space
Detours on an unpaved highway
Only able to see it my way
Feel the change within myself
Caught in the danger
Of irrational conspiracies
I understand
I understand
Wander like you always do
Wonder like you to love to
Heard this all a million times
I have my doubts
But im Believing you
Im Believing you
I feel so caught up in
Obsessions with lost explanations
What's my chances of getting out
Seems by body's against me
Getting tired of the same ol thing
Same ol thang
My mind cant spit it out
Get it off my chest
Let my lungs take the burden of excuses for once
Move on like we always do
Regret it like you love to
Heard this all a million times
I have my doubts
But im Believing you
Im Believing you
I feel so caught up in
Obsessions with lost explanations
What's my chances of getting out
Heard this all a million times
I have my doubts
But im Believing you
Im Believing you
I feel so caught up in
Obsessions with lost explanations
What's my chances of getting out
Writer/s: Christopher Buczynski
