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Puddle of Mudd

Looking back on my childhood it wasn't that bad but it wasn't that great
I carry the luggage like a bag of bricks feels like its holding down on me again
Staring down a pitch black road painted lines show me the direction
The sun is burning on my face the sun is setting me on fire

Nobody told me where to go
Nobody told me when to run

I can't find my way back home lost my head down there somewhere
Could we just be gone alone live in doubt and fear I've shown
Gazing down a long gray road I see the stop sign way up ahead
Sun is burning on my face the sun is setting me on fire!

Nobody told me where to go
Nobody told me when to run
Nobody told me when to run
Nobody told me nobody told me

Same old shit different day gotta get up gotta get up
Same old shit different day gotta get up gptta get up

I can't find my way back home lost my head down there somewhere
Could we just be gone alone live in doubt and fear I've shown
Gazing down a long gray road I see the stop sign way up ahead
Sun is burning on my face the sun is setting me on fire!

Nobody told me where to go
Nobody told me when to run

Written by SCANTLIN, WESLEY
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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