Another World
I imagine newfound futures
Anxieties looping, storylines sutured
Every little detail courses through my head
And I'm sure it'll be like that till the day I'm dead
Despite all the ruckus Id never wish for
A mind that would turn me into a bore
I wonder what it'd be like to have more focus
For me, it really seems like hocus pocus
Sometimes it's like looking through a veil
When the outcomes I picture seem to fail
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
Random sets of neurons firing
It feels like I don't quite have the right wiring
But then I find myself writing this song
And I realize that nothing's ever been wrong
It doesn't serve me to focus on my flaws
When they're the flip side of gifts that are raw
So wipe that smug look off your face
This is what it's like to be part of the human race
Sometimes it's like looking through a veil
When the outcomes I picture seem to fail
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
I can't pinpoint what it is about you
But I sure don't like being told what to do
I can't pinpoint what it is about you
But I sure don't like being told what to do
Anxieties looping, storylines sutured
Every little detail courses through my head
And I'm sure it'll be like that till the day I'm dead
Despite all the ruckus Id never wish for
A mind that would turn me into a bore
I wonder what it'd be like to have more focus
For me, it really seems like hocus pocus
Sometimes it's like looking through a veil
When the outcomes I picture seem to fail
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
Random sets of neurons firing
It feels like I don't quite have the right wiring
But then I find myself writing this song
And I realize that nothing's ever been wrong
It doesn't serve me to focus on my flaws
When they're the flip side of gifts that are raw
So wipe that smug look off your face
This is what it's like to be part of the human race
Sometimes it's like looking through a veil
When the outcomes I picture seem to fail
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
How many dimensions do I create
If I do not accept my fate
I can't pinpoint what it is about you
But I sure don't like being told what to do
I can't pinpoint what it is about you
But I sure don't like being told what to do
Credits
Writer(s): Jayne Wood
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