March Sadness

They say pitfalls
I say shot (???) falls
They turn into advances
They pick up second chances
I can't believe that they're second guessing the smoke and mirrors
This second time around, this second time I hope I come around

Now I must really watch my step, liberation
That I'm not really all quite used to yet, trepidation abounds
And accounts for most my nights
As for days, I do alright
It's like the road is paved with eggshells but I'm walking towards the line
And I must really watch my back, a sensation
That I'm not really ready to forget, and temptation surrounds
I can count on most my friends
On the days I wish would end
It's like my eggs are in one basket with a hole I need to mend

And the more I see
The less I know
About myself, about the world, about the path I want to go
And the more I see
The less I know
About myself, about the world, about the path I want to go

They say pitfalls
I say shot (???) falls
They turn into advances
They pick up second chances
I can't believe that they're second guessing the smoke and mirrors
This second time around, this second time I hope I come around

Now I must really watch my step, liberation
That I'm not really all quite used to yet, trepidation abounds
I can count on most my friends
On the days I wish would end
It's like my eggs are in one basket with a hole I need to mend