作曲 : Rogg, Sparro
My coffee is cold
And yesterday Is stuck with me
And I can't wake up From my sleep

I feel Like a grain of salt In the shaker
But the day That I meet My maker
or the day That I see my undertaker
Ya see
All I have Is too many questions
Is there something Someone forgot To mention to me
But I walk on With out hesitation

To my unknown Own destination

With the music Like syncopation
And explore My own imagi... nation

How do I know If I am right in why
I feel like I do And separate the truth From the lies
And why do we only Take any action
When it comes To our satisfaction
When we only need Just a fraction
Of what we need
All I have Is too many questions

Is there something Someone forgot To mention to me
But I walk on With out hesitation
To my unknown Own destination
With the music Like syncopation
And explore My own imagi... nation

do How I climb up On out of this funk I'm in
And how do I cling To the frame Of diving timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes That of which I know for sure?
And why When I've had enough
Do I seem To ask for more?
How do I climb up On out of this funk I'm in
And how do I cling To the frame Of diving timing?
Why do old habits Die so hard God knows
I try and try And why ask why?
All I have Is too many questions
Is there something Someone forgot To mention to me
But I walk on With out hesitation
To my unknown Own destination
With the music Like syncopation
And explore My own imagi... nation
All I have Is too many questions

Is there something Someone forgot To mention to me
But I walk on With out hesitation
To my unknown Own destination
With the music Like syncopation
And explore My own imagi... nation