i don t know why pain has filled me it s come right in and it has drilled me in a place that used to be so pure seems like i just walk a maze that keeps me in a useless daze a state of mind that keeps me quite unsure which way should i go i say when on my bed prostrate i lay dreams begin to lure and when i wake i look around the the search for lost and found runs out my eyes to see there is no cure where s the understanding where s the love where s the realization it must be some place above 