I look ahead,
at what I've done,
and what is next,
I knew would come,
I claw my head,
to stop the hum,
I may be me,
but I'm not dumb,
I try to stand,
'cause I'm not done,
I'm broken, yes,
and I feel numb,
so I look ahead,
at what I've done,
and what is next,
I knew would come.