Confusion.
Every time I feel light-headed, confusion follows the wonderful feeling.
Why can't everything be black and white?
Why do they have to be shades of grey?
I feel like people are grabbing my soul a hundred different ways,
and are yanking it in a hundred different directions.
People tell me to listen to my heart,
to do what I feel is right.
My heart just shut up,
and I can't tell right from wrong...
Every time I feel light-headed, confusion follows the wonderful feeling.
Why can't everything be black and white?
Why do they have to be shades of grey?
I feel like people are grabbing my soul a hundred different ways,
and are yanking it in a hundred different directions.
People tell me to listen to my heart,
to do what I feel is right.
My heart just shut up,
and I can't tell right from wrong...
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