I'm sitting by the entrance, thinking,

I'm sitting by the entrance, thinking, Smoking one cigarette after another. I'm wondering where I am... I took a wrong turn. It seems to be all right, But something's not right, Everything is going haywire. What should I do — I don't know, How to be — I don't understand. Life can't be read from a blueprint, I silently stub out my butt on the wall. A broken lamp illuminates the paths — Go forward blindly and you can't go back. Fate has dealt with a marked hand, Leaving me only doubt and sorrow. This yellow light flickers in the dark, And cold creeps down my bare back. Here, every choice of mine was an all-in bet, My city has fallen asleep, lowering its flag. Phones are silent, words are empty, My head is spinning from the smoke. Life can't be read from a blueprint! I silently stub out my butt on the wall! A broken lamp illuminates the paths — Go forward blindly and you can't go back! Fate has dealt with a marked hand, Leaving me only doubt and sorrow! Can't go back... Forward at random... Who devised this merciless stalemate? The blueprint is torn up, the suit is scattered... I just need to keep myself together. Life can't be read from a blueprint! I silently stub out my butt on the wall! A broken lamp illuminates the paths — Go forward blindly and you can't go back! Fate has dealt with a marked hand, Leaving me only doubt and sorrow! I'm sitting by the entrance...