Never found a title that so perfectly fit me
Can't wait to see what lays ahead after I turn the page
Next stop chapter two where the mystery reveals itself
Sometimes I feel like Bruce Lee
Fastest gun in the west and invincible beyond defeat
Yet in the end it all comes to a halt when one day I get a headache
Suddenly I'm dead from a burst blood vessel in my brain
Nothing could be more destructive
It seems to be like the small things in life are the things that come back to bite you
Writing lines longer then need be
But all or nothing when it comes to nonconforming
I don't want to be like the world
And I don't want to be like I am
So funny that people think that it is in the imperfections,
That this is what makes our uniqueness
Crawling through a mud tunnel full of voices
Keep my head down so I'm not scalped by barbed wire
Will my soul be waiting when I get to the light that always escapes me?
End of the line and it all just falls off
Maybe they were right when they said you could sail to the ends of the earth
Waterfall into space falling faster than light shot through the sun
I'm just a ghost and no one can walk through me
For Gods sake I think I'm the only one that knows
Still searching for a certain level of satisfaction
Not even sure that it will even be there when the line breaks and the race stops
Standing at a charity strip and getting nothing but net
Told to go out and catch the fish before I've learned to row the boat
Preparing to gut it and fry it and I'm still stuck to the shore
Looking for yourself is the hardest thing I've ever had to do
Where will I find it?
A question I don't know the answer to
