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Sam SparroToo Many Questions

My coffee is cold, and yesterday is stuck with me
And I can't wake up from my sleep
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker
But the day that I meet my maker or
The day that I see my undertaker, ya see

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do
And separate the truth from the lies
And why do we only take any action when it
comes to our satisfaction
When we only need just a fraction of what we
need.

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?
And why when I've had enough, do I seem to ask for more?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try - and why ask why?

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination
My coffee is cold, and yesterday is stuck with me
And I can't wake up from my sleep
I feel like a grain of salt in the shaker
But the day that I meet my maker or
The day that I see my undertaker, ya see

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

How do I know if I am right in why I feel like I do
And separate the truth from the lies
And why do we only take any action when it
comes to our satisfaction
When we only need just a fraction of what we
need.

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do I doubt sometimes, that of which I know for sure?
And why when I've had enough, do I seem to ask for more?
How do I climb up on out of this funk I'm in and how do I cling to the frame of diving timing?
Why do old habits die so hard, God knows I try and try - and why ask why?

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

All I have is too many questions
Is there something someone
Forgot to mention to me
But I walk on with out hesitation
To my unknown own destination
With the music like syncopation
And explore my own imagination

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