I resorted back to my old ways and now it's causing paranoia.
A part of my mind is holding me back and the other drives me forward.
Playing it day by day, living life move by move.
It's not like if  I take one foot out of line I'll have much to lose!
They say the smallest feather on the back could mean the world to a goose,
Well my feather is breaking me down and forcing room for a noose.
 The question is, "How can I survive if my body fights against me?"
Yet my mind's always wandering and my heart's always empty.
I'm only here for two days! The rest of the time I'm drifting. 
And you wonder why my opinions are always shifting. 
Mental instability? No one will ever feel for me.
I'm alone in my room and all these voices sound so real to me. 
Back in the ignorance and back in the bliss.
But ignorance is only bliss if you plug your nose to the ****.