Get Lost

Broke my fist, punched it in the wall Despite my best intentions, sometimes thing don't fall the way they should And I get mad, mostly at myself As much as I hate asking, sometimes I could use the help Is this a bad time? Cause it always seems to be I used to stand up But now I'm on my knees I've got visions, come to me at my night When I wake, try to remember, but none of it seems right And I've got numbers, running in my head None of it adds up, I can't find the meaning in them Is this a bad time? Cause it always seems to be I used to stand up But now I'm on my knees Feels like I'm losing my mind But it wants to get lost Yea it wants to get lost Cause what I'm trying to find Isn't on any map Isn't down any road That I've been on before Is this a bad time? Cause it always seems to be I used to stand up But now I'm on my knees Broke my fist, punched it in the wall Despite my best intentions, sometimes thing don't fall the way they should