Iâm running out, running outIâm running out, running outOut of my mindIâm falling down out of boundsAm I a piece of Your kind?Iâm a crazy manI run to youI donât understand everything I doIâm not giving inIâm nothing but a chosen foolIâm trying to figure outWhat this worldâs all aboutI realized, opened my eyesYouâve chosen me to astound the wise