I can't get through

Knots in my mind

I resent

The self i can't find

I can't get through

A paper and a pencil

Are the best friends i've got

I went to downtown LA.

Got picked up by the cops

I didn't get what i wanted

But i didn't care a lot

I saw that life was kidding

Look on

I'm warning you

I skipped a life

To be here

i've got no right

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

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 seperate entity

From the guy i was before

Here nobody wants me

I hoped for something more

I flip through empty pages

That i thought i wrote on

I can't tell what is dreaming

Look on