can't rearrange this personality, that's constantly feelin stung,
but don't know what off, feelin depressed, feelin down,
my soul's fucked off, seeing all this, seeing a clown,
havin a good time but soon as a get home, I've sunk back to square one,
wish as was back out dancing along, drunk to any club song,
some like having time by their self, not me, not even a second,
can't even sleep need help, it's got me, feelin wrecked and,
tired, feel past it like a retired, and a just can't recieve that fire,
that passion like when a started, got a writer's block desease that don't expire,
feelin no love, loveless and hopeless no future so fuck this, tainted life
needin somebody to pick me up, can't cope with this shit, it ain't right,
everybody has the right to feel happy, but why have a lost that right, feel like a immigrant,
saying sorry is hard probably since I've lost my emotion's, and am still not him in front,
always him at the back, catchin up, always askin what's going on,
confused mind's abused, laughin but, inside annoyed like what am a doing wrong,
how come everybody else seem's fine, while in the mean time am fucked,
can't redeem my mind back to a good time, cause them door's seem shut,
guess am stuck, this is a test a can't pass or can't last, so sick of this shit,
constantly dumped in shit, feelin like a piece of trash, guess am just a twisted kid,
who can't handle a simple task, are you a failure in life? oh why ask, of course,
see people the past is the past, just look to the future right ? because a don't love remorse,
rather keep them shut those door's, forget about pain, an maintain the good thoughts,
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