My head is turning And felling out of place This booze is really going to Burn my pain Afraid, not afraid Why do I always try to be this way? Your talking about not to Recognize my face And I won't feel ashamed If I'm getting busted While looking for something else Smells like revolution And tastes like evolution My game, our game The music is climbing all My reasoning instead And my fears are walking All around my bed But I won't pray again I believe there's nothing I will do but this I don't belong to lies I won't let you blind No longer want you to cry But these are no simple times