IQ

Unsolid Ground

IQ


All my life I'm governed and controlled
At someone's beck and call
Made to walk a balanced line before I even crawled 
All the time I hungered for release
On independence day
Without a contact or a name, I waited anyway 
Torn apart and written in the starts
More I cannot see
Blind enough to follow through
Unsupervised devotion 
Forever I was losing sight, sound escaping
And all the world was tuning upside down
For every move I tried to make when I was stranded
At least I'm standing on unsolid ground 
All my live I'm governed and controlled
At someone's beck and call
Maybe there's no genius in having lived at all 
All my life I'm taken by surprise
I'm someone's waste of time
Now I walk a balanced line
And step into tomorrow 
Forever I was losing sight, sound escaping
And all the world was tuning upside down
For every move I tried to make when I was stranded
At least I'm standing on unsolid ground