[05:18.00]Walking through life with blinders on
[05:18.00]Trying not to get too deep in the wrong
[05:18.00]
[05:18.00]With all the peer pressure that they advertise
[05:18.00]It's a full time chore to hold back my demise
[05:18.00]Everybody telling me what to do
[05:18.00]As if everybody knows
[05:18.00]There's a fork in the road with a million prongs
[05:18.00]And six little nines that I know are wrong
[05:18.00]
[05:18.00]I ain't got
[05:18.00]I ain't got nothing to say
[05:18.00]Maybe one, maybe two, maybe three hundred times
[05:18.00]I've tried really hard to make this rhyme
[05:18.00]But it's constant help from the people who know
[05:18.00]Make it tougher than it has to be
[05:18.00]Every single day I try to get things done
[05:18.00]I'm either stopped by the cold or burnt by the sun
[05:18.00]There is no easy way to speak your mind
[05:18.00]And even harder to get them to hear
[05:18.00]I ain't got
[05:18.00]I ain't got nothing to say
[05:18.00]Every little piece of fantasy
[05:18.00]Keeps me right where they want me to be
[05:18.00]There's a code that they're all searching by
[05:18.00]A map of places I might hide
[05:18.00]It's dark with a couple of marker lights
[05:18.00]All of my hunters are afraid of heights
[05:18.00]
[05:18.00]There's a well known fact that they don't know
[05:18.00]They're chasing a man not on the go
[05:18.00]I ain't got
[05:18.00]I ain't got nothing to say