My coffee is cold
And yesterday is stuck with me
And I can't wake up from my sleep
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker
But the day that I meet my maker
Or the day that I see my undertaker, you see...
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination
How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do
And separate the truth from the lies
And why do we only take any action
When it comes to our own satisfaction
When we only need just a fraction of what we need
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in
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And how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?
And why when I've had enough, do I seem to ask for more?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in
And how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try
And why ask why?
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination
All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone forgot to mention to me
I walk on without hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on
I'm walking on

Songwriter(s): Samuel Falson, Jesse Rogg
Copyright: Tux.e.do Llc, Sparro Llc
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