In my own set of rules narrow minded as I am hope plays a frightened part blurred pictures never seem to rest someone plays pinball in my head in my head I grab my board I sink into my lonely thoughts I wanna go away random destination stirs my fantasy concrete walls turn into a gallery of rotten memories ma** communication fails tonight I am my own rancid video - directors cut - and I could live forever doing that I wanna go away and I will never forget the hours with you hangin' round somewhere with my friends thinking back still makes me cry makes me cry