I can’t get through. Knots in my mind
I resent. The self I can’t find.
I can’t get through. I can’t get through
A paper and a pencil. The best friends I’ve got
I went to downtown. Got picked up by the cops
Didn’t get what I wanted
But I didn’t care a lot. I saw that life was kidding
I’m warning you. I skipped a life to be here.
I’ve got no right.
I’m bad luck. I’m bad luck
I used to feel a lot. Things used to be alright.
So much was going on. I’m empty now inside
When I thought life was terrible, things were going fine
Vincent called as a set up
Look on look on look on. Look on look on look on
It’s not right. I lost my fame
It’s a cheap trick. I wanna do it again
I’ve got no life.
I am a separate entity from the guy I was before
Here nobody wants me. I hoped for something more
Flip through empty pages that I thought I wrote on
Can’t tell what is dreaming
Look on look on look on.