Incubus

Deep Inside

It's 3 o'clock
And we ask ourselves
Where are we now?
It seems we've wondered out of bounds again

Over and over, we ask ourselves why we don't utilize
Things that are stored
Deep inside of our brains
I'm on my own and I can't see straight
Am I so stoned that I can't see straight
Man, I've got to find my way back home
But I'm too deep inside

It's 4 o'clock
And we ask ourselves
Where did I go wrong?
We passed my house at least an hour ago

Over and over, we ask ourselves why don't we utilize
Things that are stored deep inside of our brains
I'm on my own and I can't see straight?
Am I sooo stoned that I can't see straight?

It's 5 o'clock,
And we ask ourselves
We need to get home! The sun is creeping overhead again
I'm way too deep inside to go home
I've got to get sane