This'll be
my last hope
that this dream
will carry me through
But history
is a long rope
and truth can't
make it mute
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
And this'll be
my one remorse
that extremes
kept me abused
But mystery
is a long recourse
And time can't
make it new
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
In these pardoned days
I am losing
all my senses
In this timeless daze
I can barely
see through
In this crowded space
I am losing
all my senses
In this drowned out phase
I can barely
see through
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing
If it doesn't
make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you
live a little bit
What are you doing