Lyrics
what is wrong with you, boy?
Did you think it'd be easy this time?
Quit acting so coy.
You've still got a mountain to climb.
Your faith is a phantom.
It picks and chooses the times that it's there.
Your mind is an ocean and the tides are just too much to bear.
And God feels elusive to you.
But the only way out is through.
You don't know what to think anymore.
You went to sleep and woke up on the floor.
One, two, three, four
Get a grip on it.
Five, six, seven, eight
Just don't trip on it.
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Just keep counting and
thirteen, fourteen
Maybe you'll understand.
What is wrong with you man?
You sweat but you don't say a word.
You should live in Japan.
They're all like that from what I have heard.
Who's the one who's uptight?
You've scared yourself right out of your wits.
Your mind is a website.
Every day it gets 1,000 hits.
And the future feels fragile to you.
But the only way out is through.
You don't know how to feel right now.
Should you kneel or should you bow?
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