In my years, Ive seen all sounds of misconception.
In my years, Ive done all I can live to question.
What happened to me I dont understand.
Ive seen all I can see as my time expands.
Bored I am, bored of my own desperation,
I cant defend, cant find my own destination.
What happened to me I dont understand.
Ive seen all I can see as my time expands.
So whats up with you, whats up with me.
Im not the one I cant pretend,
What would I be if I did it all again.
And I sometimes wish I would have asked some
Questions.
Then maybe I would have a clearer life perception.
Whats up with you, whats up with me.