in my years i've seen all sounds of misconception
in my years i've done all i can live to question
what happened to me i don't understand
i've seen all i can see as my time expands
bored i am bored of my own desperation
i can't defend can't find my own destination
what happened to me i don't understand
i've seen all i can see as my time expands
so what's up with you what's up with me
i'm not the one i can't pretend
what would i be if i did it all again
and i someitmes wish i would have asked some questions
then maybe i would have a clearer life perception
what's up with you what's up with me