The Searcher

You get up in the morning with an ake in your gut Life came without warning you're stuck in a rut... Hard times and real frustration when push comes to shove You're in need of a sweet sensation Coming down from above... You're all in, all out Consumed by nothing but doubt There's no where else you can hide... You're running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet to touch the ground Running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet on steady ground... You used to be such a high flyer Ready to depart Now you're like a burning wildfire With anger in your heart... You're all in, all out There's nothing but the doubt There's no more places to hide... You're running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet to touch the ground Running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet on steady ground... You could move mountains Yeah you broke the mold In the palm of your hand You had it all, but now you're all out of control.. You're running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet to touch the ground Running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet on steady ground... Running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet to touch the ground Running up, down, all around Can't seem to get your feet on steady ground...