(One, one, two, three) Weighted shoulders out Heavy daunting mouths Naked temper now Feeling there's no doubt All they talk about Is the way to go More than nothing else Heart laid on the floor I'm pressed upon A solid ground I can't explore My feet are on but they're on hold Been sculptured by the only thing that keeps me from myself Gotta get up off this road Picture on my mind Thinking back at times When I felt the breeze Cold wind through my knees Got no clue if it's Good or bad for me My ability To release my feelings I'm pressed upon A solid ground I can't explore My feet are on but they're on hold Been sculptured by the only thing that keeps me from myself Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road It's all overwhelming To me I got an option To fall to this temporary Cold war inside my spine I'm pressed upon A solid ground I can't explore My feet are on but they're on hold Been sculptured by the only thing that keeps me from myself Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road Gotta get up off this road