A prisoner of your choices, a passenger in life.
They make up your mind for you, you don't even try,
You don't even try to get it right, no.
Until you do you know you'll hurt the ones that truly care.
The ones that you think brought you there.
So have you found that special spot in the sun,
To float your brain and have some fun?
And if you think that he's the thing that makes you complete,
Then why are you still suffering?
Now you're in the back and you're asking for some light.
I hate to break it to you, but you're too weak to fight,
The things you've got yourself down onto.
So don't play dumb and pretend that pain isn't there,
And tell the truth when someone asks you.
So have you found that special spot in the sun,
To float your brain and have some fun?
And if you think that he's the thing that makes you complete,
Then why are you still suffering?