I don't know

No one told me what to do about the misery,
And I walked upon the ocean, huddled in the bottoms of my lonely dreams,

Spent a day or two deciding what to do
About all of this
And all I really know is
All I really know is
All I really know is that it's true
I'd rather be alive and
Dying to survive and
Trying to believe in this old world again
I'd rather be believing,
I'd die to be receiving
Dreams of better days,
Dreams of better days...

No one told me what to do about the misery,
And I walked upon the ocean, huddled in the bottoms of my lonely dreams,

When I closed my eyes I had a bad surprise
And I don't know what to do,
I wish I had a preacher,
I'd die to have a teacher
To help me make it thru,

I think I'm going crazy
I might be wrong but, baby
It feels a lot like it
Yesterday I cut up
My own skin
Just to feel alive again
Just to feel
Just to feel
Just to feel alive again,

No one told me what to do about the misery,
And I walked upon the ocean, huddled in the bottoms of my lonely dreams,
No one told me what to do about the misery,
And I walked upon the ocean, huddled in the bottoms of my lonely dreams.