Well I was walking down... before I got into the station   Hoping my private life is getting the slang translation   Receiving these mixed messages now   from a mixed messenger   I was talking so loud that you know I don't even care   But if you do,    you guess you know what I'm about to say      Straight outta nothing   Into a hurricane   And now we're back to nothing   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same      I was trapped in the darkness of a subway train   Hoping you shoot me down,   before i talk myself insane   Model I overdosed on you,   on the monorail   I was grabbing the wheel,    because it must be an afro male   Hi   Now I don't really a little know    if you believe me to let me be   But if you do,    you guess you know what I'm about to say      Straight outta nothing   Into a hurricane   And now we're back to nothing   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same      Aaaah Aaah Aaah   Oh oh Oohh      Straight outta nothing   Into a hurricane   And now we're back to nothing   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same   Some of the things don't seem the same