writing on this letter,makes life feel better,
dont understand wots going on,i jus continue to write these songs,
wondering where i belong?-
used to feel good,nothing stopped me being stood,
like a tree in a wood, maybe im mis-understood.
i dont know,maybe so,
probably never know,things change after taking blow.
ive lost myself,sometimes wish i was sumone-else.
things wont change,my brain is deranged,
dont mind if it rains,who am i 2 complain!
person after person,game after game,y the fuck do they fuck with my brain?
maybe im insane? no im sane or really am i to blame???