As I walk through the streets full of blinding lights These lonely thought starts to water my eyes I keep thinking about what is real Where's the right path, or at least a place with a space for me I'm still asking for that What I want? What I need? What is that that keeps me awake at night? The same voice is haunting me Someday I will fill the hole in my heart I still feel, I still breath, I'm alive I don't need to be killed by my problems I need to get out of here