For all that I’ve done
Nothing made me feel strong
So just look what I am
Paranoid and running after nothing
Ashamed to remember my own name
Angry for what I am and what I became
I hear sounds so far away
A psycho searching for its prey
I want to give my life to see more of this world
But now I’m dying because I’ve seen less
I always get judged for being a junk
But never had money for buying drugs.
How typical humans can be.
Just cause I don’t have money