Song Description
This is a song about thinking you know everything about something and finding out you really don't have a clue.
| Song Length |
3:07 |
Genre |
Rock - Heavy Metal |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Depressing |
Subject |
Failure |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
You thought you had it all figured out
You had your life on a string
You found out much too late
You don't know anything
Your ideas simply ain't good enough
In a fetal position you are curled
As your life passes you by
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind
Time and again you try so hard
But things don't seem to go your way
You're so down you're stuck in a funk
You know there has to be a way
Your ideas simply ain't big enough
In a fetal position you are curled
As your life passes you by
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind
All night you think alone
Try to find what you're missing
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind
Just when you think things are gettin' better
Along comes a hand that slaps you down
Convince yourself you're better late than never
Convince yourself you can't hear the sound
Of you life's chances tick tick ticking away
In a fetal position you are curled
As your life passes you by
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind
We live in a felony world
We live in a felony world
You have a misdemeanor mind