I'm not sad, but I'm not happy

I can smile and joke around

But sometimes when I lay at night alone, alone, alone

I don't know how to feel

I don't know how to feel

I don't know where to go

They tell me to get out, get out of here

They're in my head, get out my head, out my brain

Leave my thoughts, I'm ashamed

I get lost cause it's how I feel

In a car going 80 on wheels

I freak me out, lost till I'm found

I'm not found, I'm not found

I go home, where is home

No more home, no more home

I can't feel, I can't feel

I'm confused, my knees are bruised

I go home, where is home

No more home, no more home

I can't feel, I can't feel

I'm confused, my knees are bruised

Don't you lie, don't try to fight

The game you think you play

I guess it's the only way

I guess this is your fate

Why do I cry

At the dead of night

To you lies

Don't try to fight

If you're ready to wake up, you're gonna wake up

And if you're not ready, you're gonna stay pretending that you're just a little, poor little me

And uh, since you're all here and engaged in this sort of inquiry and listening to this sort of lecture

I assume that you're all on the process of waking up

Or else you're teasing yourselves

With some kind of flirtation with waking up

Which you're not serious about

But I assume that maybe you are not serious but sincere

I'm falling down, know I speak the truth

I'm falling down, give me everything