You lose yourself, you reappear

"...To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying

You lose yourself, you reappear

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit

Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?

But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only"

Bob Dylan - It's alright, Ma(I'm only bleeding)