Concepts

I haven't been quit sure Of anything that I've done Ever since I was young And I can feel that unsure Anytime that I lay my head down to sleep And sometimes when I'm all alone I think that there's something right behind me And sometimes I can't even speak For fear the words won't come out right Or even be complete Oh, oh what a concept Oh, oh what a concept I I can feel the weight of the stars on my skin I can't begin to think about it I feel like nothing's right Nothing rights in me I can't see my way through it And at night I'm in my own dreams I can't even think Oh someone please help me I've trapped myself, oh, again and again and again and Oh no I'm so repetitive I'm so repetitive I'm so Oh, oh what a concept Oh, oh what a concept I'm covered in scars covered in scars of everything I've ever done where I've ever been And oh all these silly scars they mean Everything everything everything everything to me Because all these silly scars they are how I came to be The way that I am now Oh, oh what a concept Oh, oh what a concept Oh, oh what a concept Oh, oh what a, oh what a Oh what a concept Oh, oh what a concept Oh what a, oh what a