I read that 90% of the thoughts that we think

Are recycled from the day before

Well I guess that makes sense

Cause for 29 years, I've been thinking I need something more

Cause I got everything I ever wanted

But everything I've got just leaves me wanting

Oh, it finally hit me

I've been keeping busy

Just to keep my fears away

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

I don't like what I'm chasing anymore

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

All of the things that made sense don't anymore

Someone must know what I need

I know something's wrong with me

But I can't go much further

Without being certain

Of the question that we're all here for

Is there a cure?

Is there a cure?

When I was younger I thought

It must make sense when you're old

But now I'm thinking I was closer then

I used to care less about

The things that bother me now

Now I spin these thoughts for days on end

Cause even then I had so many questions

But then again I wasn't near this desperate

I thought I could fake it

But I can barely take it

I'm so certainly unsure

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

I don't like what I'm chasing anymore

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

All of the things that made sense don't anymore

Someone must know what I need

I know something's wrong with me

But I can't go much further

Without being certain

Of the question that we're all here for

Is there a cure?

I heard an ambulance pass

Same second you made me laugh

And it made me realize life is strange

Some memories you wanna freeze

Some bring you to your knees

Guess I'm craving something permanent

Am I missing something I can't see?

Is someone looking out for me?

I can't go much further

Without being certain

Of the question that I'm dying for

Oh, is there a cure?

I know there's a cu