I'm so **** confused. I think I might blow a fuse. I'm kept in the dark, and left with no clues. That's just my luck, in the end, I always lose. Now it's just a time to pick and choose get my mind right see the light, and take my cue. Seeing life in a different hue, because no more me singing the blues. Life is what you make it, so you grab that s* up and take it and don't fake it, take the stage and make the news