So many things are running through my mind
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I
Sometimes I wonder where my life's at
And if it's a song is it the right track
My sanity feels like a weak box
I'm too weak to fight back
Away from home where I grow
It's hotels and fold girls with cellular phones
The voice in my head is a talker and the fellow just roams
If you call my souls operator
My world requires a big disguise
Leaving you was my sad surprise
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I
It used to be about diamonds
Now it's walkin' on clouds with silver linings
Seeing Jesus on the stone throne shinin
Or is it that second hand weed smoke from my friends combining?
It's ill, friends get killed
Sometimes I sit alone at night
So many things are running through my mind
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I
Should I, Should I, Should I, Should I