Strange Situation from Infinite Jest by Eliot Wilder

What can I make of this
Wish I knew, wish I knew what this is
It’s like nothing, nothing I’ve known
It defies analyses
I feel like I’m on foreign ground
Where everything makes a foreign sound

I got me a strange situation
One I cannot explain
I got me a strange situation
'Bout to drive me insane

What can I do with this
Wanna know, wanna know the truth
It has dogged me like the plague
Every since my youth
I want to throw off all my chains
Until it’s only me that remains

What can do to change this
Hope you can help me, help me out
Not looking for the perfect solution
Just a little less doubt
I want to break down all the walls
But I don’t think I have the balls

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