so much pressure to choose which on is right
but it's so hard when u have so little light
i try to look for a way through my mind
but i don't seem to find a way out, no exit to find
i feel like im doing a terrible drug
the people i want most think of me as some kind of thug
it's like an addiction that there's no rehab for
so without the cure...everyone walks out the door
there's two path ways in front of me
but the right one is something i can not see
i wish it was just obvious
i wish i could just pick and leave with the rest of us
but these days it's so hard
to be able to forget something so scared
ill probably have to live with this fer the rest of my days.
unless i take everything including me away...then everyone pays