feelings that everyone’s livin,’ to a different kinda wall. i feel nano sense skipping, tangled up in my own thoughts. ‘harley on’, they’re just rainin’, rest their motto, “wha’ we got?”. try to look into the mirror, scared of what i may find out. i must believe, i must bel-ie-ve. i need to live, not just exist. what if i’m wrong, what if i’m wrong. wha’ did i know, what if i’m wrong. why must these ‘specials’, have feelings, why must i live in inside. i wrestle with my raging ailing, lately, i have lost my fire. i must believe, i must bel-ie-ve. i need to live, not just exist. what if i’m wrong, what if i’m wrong. what did i know, what if i’m wrong. what if i’m wrong, what if i’m wrong, hold-a my hand. is the water so cold? what if i’m wrong, is the water so warm? it’s all that i know, what have we sold? what if i’m wrong, what if i’m wrong. what if i’m wrong, what if i’m wrong.