Flipside (Live In NYC)

I tried to get high, but you wanted me low Good things are happening, but happening slow It's some kind of mystery from long ago I finally know who I'm supposed to be My mind was locked but I found the key Hope it don't all slip away from me [Pre-Chorus] Hard times, fine lines Moments pass by and I cry Rewind, step behind It's hard to find the flipside [Chorus] I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be? [Verse 2] You saw your reflection all over the news Your temperature's well past a hundred and two Put the guns away, or we'll all gonna lose [Pre-Chorus] Stand by, or take flight Eat or throw your piece pie Walk on, or be mine Moments fly by and I cry [Chorus] I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be? I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be