Can't put my finger on what's changed. To my surprise I found everything the same. In a house that's not quite home. Nothing was missing but something had gone. I hadn't seen my reflection in a while. I tried to know direction for miles. So I took a walk through town. To see if someone moved the streets around. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaping. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaped me. The engine was running but I couldn't get away. I didn't see any reason to stay. All my visions have been erased. Cast an extra with nothing to say. I wrote myself into a new storyline. This part was different this time it was mine. Now I'm lost in my own town. It seems like someone moved the streets around. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaping. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaped me. Everything just as I left it. But it wasn't me who left it. The position had been filled. Everything just as I left it. But it wasn't me who left it. The position had been filled. Just chasing just chasing just chasing my tail. Just chasing just chasing just chasing my tail. I'm just. Trying to. With myself. Catch up. Trying to. I'm just trying to catch up with myself. Catch up with. Catch up. Trying to catch catch up. With myself. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaping. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaped me. Everything just as I left it. But it wasn't me who left it. The position had been filled. Everything just as I left it. But it wasn't me who left it. The position had been filled. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaped me. I was a teenage Steve McQueen. My best performance escaping