You ever just lose it You ever feel that Nothing we're doing worth a damn All of these dreamers All of these believers None of it count for anything The big prank man plays on man Lately the world makes me unhappy Kids staring in the tv screens Nobody wants to admit they're lonely Maybe (they) don't know what lonely means That's what it is though all of us alone All of us watching our little shows I'm star of my movie everything I see Into the script and on it goes Is your little cameo I'll go out walking late at evening I'll try to focus on my breath Most of the time though I end up running Like I'm being chased inside my head And every day the very same Then nothing wages at the gates I see the sun fill up the sky And later wide wrapped down to waste And then the bond to lead the hand And then the scold behind the face This is not who I am this is what I became I count my blessings A house in all our things The girl of my dreams That's now my wife But if I'm so lucky if I'm so happy Why do I lie awake at night Why am I angry all the time I look in the eyes of people strolling In the supermarket aisles Today I passed two young girls laughing I imagined their blood running on the tiles...