Steppenwolf

How ya gonna make it baby?
Life goes on around you
That's the question to be asked
I know my share of history
In so many different ways
From wearing masks that turn to skin
How hard it is to be free
Hiding what you could have been
Which way, which way to choose?
And I, I'm so confused
Ride with me baby 'til the end of the day
Mama's home philosophy
Makes everyone a freak but me
And can't predict the future
Though I'm starvin' in the streets
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is he with me or one of them?