I hate to say but I think it's strange,
That not a day goes by that doesn't change,
And so I take it, Sometimes I break it,
I know I'm not the same.
One day it's ugly and the next is nice,
I don't know why normal just will not suffice,
And so I'll give it after I live it,
Who knows what I'll entice.
For everything that's in front of me,
I'll pick up where I fell,
All I can do to try hard to follow through,
In time I know that I'll be,
Right back home again,
To have my head means I'll be alright,
Sometimes it means nothing when I can get my way,
Most of it's gone before it gets to stay,
And so I'll give it after I live it,
I'll give it all away.
And when the day is finally gone and done,
My wrongs will disappear down with the sun,
All that awaits me might just forsake me,
I live under the gun.
For everything that's in front of me,
I'll pick up where I ell,
All I can do to try hard to follow through,
In time I know that I'll be,
Right back home again,
To have my head means I'll be alright - Sometimes,
Sometimes it's my right that's not mine,
It's alright, sometimes my darkness it does shine,
It's for, It's for those who took the fall only to stand,
Up cause one day they're gonna get it right,
All I can do to try hard to follow through,
In time I know that I'll be,
Right back home again.
To have my head means I'll be alright,
All I can do to try hard to follow through,
In time I know that I'll be,
Right back home again.
To have my head means I'll be alright. Sometimes.
It's all I can do.