Seven

My head is running all the time
I look at the world, wide-eyed
My brain is always whirring out
Of control, of control

Some might say that I'm a mess
I like to be spontaneous
Don't pin me down with solid plans
I'm on a roll, I should go

I wanna live a life where
At the end I'm satisfied
If I don't fight for what I learn
Is it void, does it count, was it at all earned?
If trials and errors are all I end up with
Tell me is it worth, is it worth it?

My thoughts trip over fallen ones
Preoccupy each passing sun
Otherwise it's my demise
What happens if I'm unoccupied?

With so much at my fingertips
I don't want to miss any of it
I'll keep looking for happiness
Even if I'm not sure what it is

If I don't find what I'm looking for
I'll be fine, i'll search some more
I'll substitute with what i can
I'll look some more and look some more
If I don't find what I'm looking for
I'll be fine, i'll search some more
I'll substitute with what i can
I'll look some more and look some more
If I don't find what I'm looking for
I'll be fine, i'll search some more
I'll substitute with what i can
I'll look some more and look some more
If I don't find what I'm looking for
I'll be fine, i'll search some more
I'll substitute with what i can
I'll look some more and look some more



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Hildebrand, Douglas Paul Land
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