Wonder What's Next

It sometimes feels like I’m burning
I want you to see
Is this a good quality?
I wonder what’s next
Nothing
More and more it’s an animal
Waiting to be seen
Face of someone’s failures
I seek society in need, indeed, indeed
Indeed
In the beginning it seems
That a known face beyond having fun
Which is why you write music in the first place
Always moving, defining
And pushing forward the art that one’s created
Looking to the right time to share it And then the headaches of criticism
Senior advisors advising people above
Twisting, distorting that which we love
And never ending problems with money
Holding you back, preventing progress
I thought you only started cuz it was fun
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn!
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn!
I wonder
I wonder what’s next
Yes we play the blaming
Yes I mind
Its not your turn
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn!
We play the blaming game
Yes I mind
It’s not your turn!
We play the blaming game!
We play the blaming game!