Deep Inside

Deep Inside
It's 3 o'clock,
And we ask ourselves,
\"Where are we now?\"
It seems we've wondered out of bounds again!
(Over and over, we ask ourselves why we don't utilize
Things that are stored
Deep inside of our brains!)

I'm on my own and I can't see straight!
Am I so stoned that I can't see straight?
Man, I've got to find my way back home,
But I'm too deep inside
It's 4 o'clock,
And we ask ourselves,
\"Where did I go wrong?
We passed my house at least an hour ago!\"
Over and over, we ask ourselves why
Don't we utilize things
That are stored deep inside of our brains!
I'm on my own and I can't see straight?
Am I sooo stoned that I can't see straight?
It's 5 o'clock,
And we tell ourselves,
\"We need to get home! The sun is creeping overhead again!\"
I'm way too deep inside to go home,
I've got to get sane!
En 'Deep Inside' de Incubus, la banda nos sumerge en un viaje de introspección a altas horas de la madrugada. A medida que el reloj avanza, el narrador se encuentra perdido en sus pensamientos, cuestionando su rumbo y sus decisiones...