I think...
what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I’m not sure of,
Something there is no cure for.

Well I think...
isn’t that what life's made of?
Though it worries me to say,
that I’ve never felt this way.

I don’t what I’m up against...

I don’t even know what it's all about...

hell, I got so much to think about...



but I think...