On an old blue vinyl chair
I finally came to realize
I have floated for so long
That I don't know who I am
But the soldiers of my heart
Have surely set me straight again
If they feel I've gone too far
They always pull me back
Oooh oooh
Because they love to pull me back

Yeah, but now I should control my inner thoughts and intentions
But now I should have found a meaning and a goal
But I love to like me float in and out of intentions
Even though I know they'd love to judge the way I act
Oooh oooh
Because they love to pull me back
Oooh oooh
Because they love to pull me back
Oooh oooh

Soon I'll change
Soon soon I'll change
Soon oooh

On an old blue vinyl chair
I'm facing ...
And the sounds of others float
And likely fill my ears
The soldiers of my heart surely set me straight again
'Cause I feel I've gone too far
And I want our people back
Oooh oooh
And I want our people back
Oooh oooh
And I want our people back
Oooh oooh