Confusion

Showed up, you gon' make my sympathy hide I've been so beat up, you claim it's only in my eyes Out of all this, you might live a mystic life And I tell you you don't want it, but your years roll by Everybody wants to Everybody needs it Something that could haunt you I might just debate it Even if it hurts to It might seem too crazy Sorry I've been unmoved Back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there no I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I might leave the town Pressure's off for a week or two Then come back around Once I find who I'm living through Tell me who I am Gave my arms and my legs to you You can walk around I'm not here, no mistaking you I might leave the town Pressure's off for a week or two Then come back around Once I find who I'm living through Tell me who I am Gave my arms and my legs to you You can walk around I'm not here, no mistaking you Showed up, you gon' make my sympathy hide I've been so beat up, you claim it's only in my eyes And out of all this, you might live a mystic life And I tell you you don't want it, but your years roll by Everybody wants to Everybody needs it Something that could haunt you I might just debate it Even if it hurts to I might seem so crazy Sorry I've been unmoved Maybe I'm imposing but it's something that seems close Water's rolling over pavement Do you see what is in store Everytime you used to let me convince you I was wrong Conversations were so lazy Confused why they are gone Oh no Back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there, no I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I shouldn't go back there I might leave the town Pressure's off for a week or two Then come back around Once I find who I'm living through Tell me who I am Gave my arms and my legs to you You can walk around I'm not here, no mistaking you I might leave the town Pressure's off for a week or two Then come back around Once I find who I'm living through Tell me who I am Gave my arms and my legs to you You can walk around I'm not here, no mistaking you I might leave the town Pressure's off for a week or two Then come back around Once I find who I'm living through Tell me who I am Gave my arms and my legs to you You can walk around I'm not here, no mistaking you