I can抰 get through
Knots in my mind
I resent
self I can抰 find
I can抰 get through (x2)
A paper and a pencil
Are the best friends I抳e got
I went to downtown L.A.
Got picked up by the cops
I didn抰 get what I wanted
But I didn抰 care a thought
I saw that life was kidding
Look on (x6)
I抦 warning you
I skipped a life
To be here
I抳e got no right
I抦 bad luck
I used to feel a lot
Things used to be alright
So much was going on
I抦 empty now inside
When I thought life was terrible
Things were going fine
Vincent called as a set up
Look on (x21)
It抯 not right
I lost my fame
It抯 a cheap trick
I wanna do it again
I抳e got no life (x2)
I am a separate 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抰 tell what is dreaming
Look on (x12)
