An aggressive nature

Does not make

The weaker man a gladiator

Inside this misty circle

Well just looking at you

And all your schemes are undone

And you just can't pull my ideas down

Well take a good look within

And this is no place for me

Oh I just can't get my ideas down

They won't come down down down down

Look at this mess we're in

To You Lord I do declare

I've got rusted guitar strings man

Wound around my head

And lately these days

I'm in so many empty spaces

I'm transfixed I see these ugly faces

That pull me down down down down

Look at me

I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree

My heads in the clouds yeah I get misty

Just holding your hand

What can you do when you don't seem to fit

You fall to bits inside all because of it

Blame it on some massive lack of confidence

Three years from now where will I be

Who will be behind me

Pulling me down down down down