Conditioned کے بول

Drive the same road End up in the same place How can I face tomorrow With the things I've learned today When suspicion rears it's head And becomes the unbearable truth My stomach turns the truth I've learned It's a feeling that I've been conditioned to Look in the mirror I can not see my face Images of someone else About things I can't relate When suspicion rears it's head And becomes the unbearable truth My stomach turns the truth I've learned It's a feeling that I've been conditioned to I can expect this from you And everybody else I guess that's ok Can't even trust myself