Who Is 67?

Am I the victim?

I woke up at the end of my rope today, but I’m fine.

I feel just fine.

On the inside I’m falling apart.

On the inside I’m falling apart.

Look away, don’t watch this happen to me.

I thought the hard times were changing.

Go away, just let this happen to me.

I know my struggles aren’t ending.

(Who else knows? Who else knows? Tell me who else

knows. Who else knows?)

(I’m not a troubled man. I’m not a troubled man. I’m

not. I’m not.)

They knew all this time.

Run like rats in maze.

Chasing, and chasing a walking nightmare.

Escape! Escape!

Escape from them, from myself.

Look away, don’t watch this happen to me.

I thought the hard times were changing.

Go away, just let this happen to me.

I know my struggles aren’t ending.

Who is 67?

Tell me how.

How do I escape?

(How do I escape?)

Am I a troubled man?

Don’t prescribe me a lost cause.

I am the victim.

Look away, don’t watch this happen to me.

I thought the hard times were changing.

Go away, just let this happen to me.

I know my struggles aren’t ending.