Too many conditions apply to my goals.
Too Many Strings
Feel, feel the change
My mind is all clear
And my spirit begins to sing
Many wasted years
From the chemical dreams
I don't shed a tear
For a world in chains
The things you hold dear
Well, they come with too many strings.
I tripped through the cares
Ignoring the blame
Many wasted years
Of the emotional things
The man in the mirror
Now beginning to sing
With a mind all clear
From the chemical dreams
I don't shed a tear
For a world in chains
The things you hold dear
Well, they come with too many strings