Verse 1
A life of decades of imperfections
Of bad decisions and wrong directions
A negative mind with positive views
Want to win, but content to lose.
Verse 2
Seeking a hole to place the key
In the door to another psychology
Always seeking a room to improve
But trapped in thoughts and cannot move.
Chorus
Wrong place, wrong opportunities
Right ingredients, no good at cookery
A different climate with different degrees
A chilling out room maybe what he needs.
Verse 3
Learn how to manage in a crowded capacity
Happily crazy, a freak personality
Thoughts combusting, calamity – hilarity
Amusing character lacking prosperity.
Bridge
Lost in life, lost in psychology
Lost in music, lost I was mentally
Lost in dreams, lost intentions
Lost in a past with lost reflections.
Chorus
Wrong place, wrong opportunities
Right ingredients, no good at cookery
A different climate with different degrees
A chilling out room maybe what I need.
© 2002 – Colin E. Pyle