There's a hand in every pocket For each citizen on this world You must not stay quiet Scream is your duty to be told There is only one thing A writer can write What is in front of his own But when you put the truth For everyone to see No no nobody even wants to hear ya Find myself a life I could just buy 'Cause the one I got Just give me the creeps Oh lord I'm pleading on my knees For a brand new house And a brand new wife That can fulfill My humdrum life What have I done? Trough roads of lust I ended up rot And get shot Now I lost it You lost it Hope can be seen When the air is clear As glycerine Fool of me Now I lost it You lost it It hurts to growing up Oh you can't change that Even when you are tall You will fall You will fall I thought I was there But in the end They unfriend me again Fool of me Now I lost it You lost it END