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Written on the road in Chicago in 1999

I don't know if I want to be true
I don't know if I dare to be untrue
I don't know anything anymore
but I do know there must be much much more
than this waiting and dying inside
than this rickety, old carnival ride
disaster is calling me
my answer is nagging me
I'm spiraling straight toward destruction
like a plane shot down in a war

I don't know if I want to live
but I know I'm not ready to die
I try not to think so black and white
but in the end I've learned
that my life is as black as a raven's eye
and as white as a star in the sky
disaster is calling me
my answer is nagging me
I'm spiraling straight toward destruction
like a plane shot down in a war

I hear that knock- knock- knocking on my back door
but I ain't gonna answer it no more
my hands shake and my palms are getting wet
I'm riding down the road and I'm placing bets
disaster is calling me
my answer is nagging me
I'm spiraling straight toward destruction
like a plane shot down in a war