Diving down to the bottom, beneath the floor Spiraling like an unfamiliar staircase Stoned and speeding Sinking and singing Stuck and static Not fit for public But publish my panic What's it gonna take to get my head straight What's it gonna take to turn around What's it gonna take to face a new day Until I can look ahead I'll be looking down Climbing out of the shadows My arms are asleep So confused when all I see are visions I was in love with your melody I thought I was your harmony Now I don't wanna be American I don't want to have a government No country to defend I wonder when the way will show Will I ever get back home If left up to my own devices I'll try and fail, until I'm ready What else should you say Other than you made it