Fuselage

This old face don't look the way it used to heal

Now these eyes sympathize for what you used to feel

Looking back, I am sure of the fact

I am repeating myself, repeating myself

Just waitin'

I know everything is right and wrong in stages

Fear every virtue will return into frustration

Every time zone is a twilight zone of patience

A cycle run of spiral tribulations

When I look back, I am repeating myself, repeating myself

On the 500 with a one-track mind

I don't feel so lost, got a fuse in mind

I don't feel so lost, I don't seem so wide

Eye on shade, maze of mirrors, shaking down my soul

Tunnel of loathe road to ruin, it's the freeway toll

Looking back, I am sure of the fact I am repeating myself

In the grand final, revvin' up real loud

I don't feel so lost, got a fuse in mind

I don't feel so lost, I don't seem so wide

I don't feel so lost, got a fuse in mind

I don't feel so lost, I don't seem so wide