Verse 1
Down in the gutter
Running like rats
Fight for survival
Vie for the scraps
Nobody is sure
Which way to turn
Nobody understands
Yet to be learned
Verse 2
Up on the sidewalk
Shopping for thrills
Spending money
Oiling the wheels
Nobody is sure
What satisfies
Nobody understands
Truth from the lies
Chorus
Makes me start to think
All this not knowing
Maybe meant to be
Like a special gift
Like a U.S.P
Verse 3
Out on the highway
All are confused
Ask a direction
Too many views
Nobody is sure
Which way to go
Nobody understands
Nobody knows
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental
All this not knowing
Maybe meant to be
