Questions, questions, questions and leaving them all behind
Music and words by Chris Soulis. Instrumentation as follows: Chris Soulis - guitar/ vocals; Mike Matthews - drums; Mark Murray - bass; Mitch Snider - guitar
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What is right? Hey, what is wrong? Did you graduate, or did you get stoned instead? Are you straight? Or are you gay? Did you feel any guilt when you first got laid? Are you a radiohead, a TV buff, a cocaine addict dead with heroin in your blood? Would you take a trip with the junk in the trunk, or is your baggage free of the memories? Oh no! Oh no!
Would you say what you meant if it meant you got paid? Would you pay to see how your lover behaves when you are not around? If you knew you'd never know everything is unknown, from the death of a thinker to the birth of a drone, would you lose everything you own? Oh no!
Is it better or worse that our worlds are hurt and pain and loss and death - sleepless years to comatose? Because I found what is right in the middle of my life mixed up with the wrongs of the night.
Situations... Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! You are doing the wrong thing. You're doing it the wrong way. Ah, situations.
Well, are you real or are you fake - just a voice in my head from another careless mistake? Did you get my note or did you walk away? How - never to speak, never to say anything again to me?
Good Bye! Good Bye! Good Bye!
I'll remember that I lived a lie. Goodbye
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