my mind's locked up in a world that
  i don't know
  the end is coming soon
  i think i'll lose control
  staring out my window and it feels fine
    well... i'm sending all my signals
  but i stiffen so im long
  said i'm sending all the signals
  that i do not have a home
  i said my month in up in armour
  say i really wasnt scared
  say my month in up in armour
  but i do not have a way
    things are happening
  so really do we ever live so fast
  theres a concert
  oh but what a fucking blast
  my bags are packed in all rugged up theres one thing left to say
  i'll make you take the fall then im doin it my own way
    my mind's locked up in a world that
  i don't know
  the end is coming soon
  i think i'll lose control
    a re you happy working mornings
  are you happy working nights
  are you happy on your time off
  when your high?
    here we go were back again
  in the same rut withthe same friends
  doin it like we did the year before
  ya got no money got no car,
  got no woman so there you are
  your empty, sold out and depressed
    well you can run and you can hide
  from the trouble that is deep inside
  your master of your own destiny and fame
  things to do
  gotta place to go
  gotta cut the line
  gotta make the next show
  gotta make everything work out alright
    what do we have to say for ourselves...
  i dunno i dunno i dunno