The intentions I've for thought
have fallen and have broke.
Though my pain and my troubled mind
have been overlooked.

What can I find if everything else is classified?
Is it time to make a stand?
And where's the truth?

Why, oh why?
I'm strung out on my aim.
Why, oh why?
I'm strung out and so lame.
Oh well...

As the pressure builds in strength
your time will decrease.
And as your mind has taken toll


What can I do if everything else is already new?
Is it time to make a stand?
And where's the truth?

Why, oh why?
I'm strung out on my aim.
Why, oh why?
I'm strung out and so lame.
Oh well...

These people are messed up each day.
None of the less that I'm still the same.
Can't find a way to break through these chains.
What is frustration and where is my motivation?