Quarantine I slip and slide I lose my mind I keep in time fall out of line I dreamt I flew, I joined the queue I fought, I bled, I bowed my head Where do I belong? We ache until we take a pill We drink until it makes us ill Where do I belong? So I sit and nurse my drink In the corner And I know something is wrong And the lyric of the song means nothing. I can’t complain About what I Can’t or won’t change How can I even explain If the song is instrumental And the words are incidental? The strobes illuminate Onto an empty stage Who am I to say? Who am I anyway? I know something is wrong I know I don’t belong I try to sing along But the lyric of the song means nothing.