Explain, I Can't.

Take a bullet to my head.
Forget everything that's been said.

Give me light & a new heaven or make that hell.

It's what I've been living, like a uncertain spell.

Mess happens, life goes on.

Not anymore, not to me. 
My life's the sung hero.

Always being at number Zero.

Making changes, making choices.

One's not wanting, one's that're haunting.

It's like a ghost, a curse. The devil in my hearse. 
It's mysterious, a situation very serious. 
Out of sight, but definitely not out of mind.
I wish I could press rewind. & live in the past. 
It's all moving just too fast.