Got this funny feeling
That maybe I think too much
Like a chef poking and prodding
Philosophers whose lost his mind
A lover's whose lost his touch
But I got this funny felling
That the woman I've been longing for
Is just in my imagination
She's just my projection
My sweat little confection
But it seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
Seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
But I got this funny feeling
Like I wanna do some good
But I feel all tangled up on the inside
I still like to think I could
I still like to think I would
But the world just seems so heavy
The ocean steady on the rise
Our children kill our children
Politics and all the lies
When I go over all the lies
Seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
All I got are these infatuations
Constant complications
These are my creations
Hope I have the patience
To brake on free
To break on free
Sometimes you gotta hurt child
Still all that you love
Still all that you've got; choices
But you're more than just your mind
Cuz all we all need a little time
But it seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
But it seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
But it seems all I got are these uncertainties
And long roads ahead of me
Seem all I got these infatuations
Constant complications
These are my creations
Hope I have the patience
The patience
To brake on free
To break on free
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