Do I really have a say? Change is guaranteed to roll in like waves Running all around to redefine and rebegin Praying for a chance to lock in When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time You know you really gotta leave But the sugar never tastes half as sweet 18 years and ain't it funny how it feels When you start to find out: Life's real When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time When the lines get blurred I'm losing my design In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time Undefined