Paroles de B Side

I grew up not knowing, crowing through the burning days, time wasted in searching, lurching through the lonely ways. Who can I blame? What is this game? Where can I hide the other side of me? I'll stop all this talking when I have nothing more to say. Tell me what's on my mind? Or why should I care to stay? I wander in circles, wondering where the quick and clean ocean ends unbroken, spoken like a waking dream. Who can I blame? What is this game? Where can I hide the other side of me?