I'm talking lots, I've nothing good to say 

I heard myself, and decided it was time to back away 

I've gained control, just knowing everything I know 

Soon will come a change, a roll 



It might seem cold, but sometimes I'd rather be alone 

Aware, awake but I'm still prone 

To the ideas I have owned, I know 

I've seen it all again so please let's go 

A giant mess that's blending 



Did you ever see your self's genetic trends, a pattern forms 

But there's always time to stop and take a chance you're in command 

With everything you've got at hand 

Soon will come a change, a roll 



It might seem cold, but you will never be alone 

Aware, awake but are you prone? 

Are you afraid of what you have owned? 

A giant mess that's blending 

But still you never know 



Well I wouldn't want to let you down 

Cuz I still want most of you around 



I'm shutting doors, I'm putting forth 

I'm sitting on a fence again 

Playing devil's advocate, 

Tying to make plans and here I am 



A giant mess that's blending 

But still you never know 

A giant mess that's blending 

Into something, but I'm not quite sure