Sometimes I convince myself that all is fine
Or do you, is it just not real
‘Cause you got your own things
So I cannot help I'm afraid, yeah
‘Cause you got your own things

Can you feel the souls behind?
To fix things I didn't create or contrive
Lip service makes us look great

But keep on preachin’, preachin’ and heal the world
‘Cause you got your own things
Yeah, we all have our things I guess
I guess my mind wanders off from time to time
In the world it's not mine why should I have to try
Do you feel the weight of the world singin’ sorrow?
Do you feel the weight of the world singin’ sorrow?
Yeah, we all have so many things
Has it been for long?

‘Cause we all have so many things
Or do you, is it just not real

I can't help it, I got too many issues I own
Do you feel the weight of the world singin’ sorrow?
Yeah, we all have our things
What’s going on?
Or do you, is it just not real
Do you feel the weight of the world singin’ sorrow?
Or do you, is it just not real
Have the habits had you?

And how these hands can create some better things, a better ring
’Cause you got your own things
But you see for now I got my own things
And I can’t get past these things, ohh