So Much Time To Call My Own Lyrics

Traveling through the wrong side of the weed?
I tried to find a place somewhere between
But I wasted time in a room with all my needs
And craved like a beast whose after things

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)

I think you are right, we are the weak ones
We're always here waiting for someone
Trying to write it down before it's gone
Inside a book although it comes out wrong

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)

So much here to call my own
So much more, play me a through(?)