They speak loud They must be right Why not follow them? But when they'll fall You'll lose the light It will be a total mayhem Keep in line and follow the rules You can ask your questions They'll take them into consideration Like those of all the other fools It's like driving on a dark road Through raging rain with the headlights off You won't see the upcoming curve Until it's too late to make the turn When you're walking In somebody's steps It's easy enough But if you're the one leading It's a harder test You might not look so tough If you're following for so long You become too blind to see You're chasing the stick But don't know to whom it belongs You're lost It's like driving on a dark road Through raging rain with the headlights off You won't see the upcoming curve Until it's too late to make the turn It's time to hit the brakes Don't follow them into the lake It's better to change the pace Than to cruise behind fakes You can wait for the storm to pass Don't bother solving the past A clear head is essential To reveal your true potential We're waiting for you Come with us You could build your own dreams And make them real

On that plane I have Plenty of time to think About what made you lose Confidence in our affinity When I do the math It sums up against me I should have opened my book When you still wanted to read Should I try To get this back? I'm running through my mind On flight 608 Unsuccessfully trying to find How to explain my mistakes Words keep hiding from my Ability to write What could it possibly be If you were in front of me? The woman beside me Is going to Chicago To get her husband's body He died from a stroke Will I ever have Someone to come get me When I'll pass away And my body wouldn't make it home What's the point anyway? You could just Leave me there Alone in peace I carefully censored The story of my past You didn't need to know Every details that fast I did as if you were blind Locked my feelings into a crate Made sure you won't find a way To reach over the key I ask for a Scotch But secretly hope for a crash Anything to get me out of touch I'm used to follow the easiest path I'm not a big fan of regrets But this time I can't seem to forget So maybe I could try To get you back I shouldn't have censored The story of my past I guess you need to know If I want it to last You're obviously not blind Since you cracked open my crate It would not have gone away If I had given you the key