nothing doing

I don't remember being young
someone stole my memories
somehow they went inside my heart
and took them all away from me
and now it's just a mystery
how I have no history
it's neither hit or miss, you see
inside of me
there's a storm brewing
maybe it's to set me free
but I'm saying "nothing doing"

I don't remember growing up
I was always middle aged
a prisoner of a missing past
a free man locked inside a cage
and now it's just frightening
the thunder and the lightning
there ain't no use in fighting
what's inside of me
there's a storm brewing
I'm looking for a life in me
my mind says "nothing doing"