I can't say what I wanna say
I can't think what I just thought
The whole world has gone to gutter
And I don't think that I belong
Terrified of what may come
Terrified of what may come
You always used to have a say
If you wanted to stay or hit the highway
Well I got nowhere to go
I got nothing to show, no, not anymore
Terrified of what I've become
Terrified of what I've become
