Crossroads

I find myself here once again Under clouds of indecision Reflections looking right through me I can't believe the lies we tell ourselves The music used to be everything The music used to heal But business soon becomes reality And nothing left inside is real Dysfunction's all that we see true Allow my best to see this through Got nothing left to give you Now I gotta find a better way Turned against each other With the games we all like to play Looking straight ahead It's hard to see things eye to eye Not at all what it used to be Something that I can't deny And now I leave it up to you Allow my best to see this through Got nothing left to give you Now I gotta find a better way Before I lose another part of me --- Crossroads - Strung Out