When I was real I thought I was special Thinking about what I had in mind Sometimes it was evil, sometimes it was fair Now it's all just a bad dream I no longer care Let me on the road I seek I don't want to stay And if you must shed a tear then Let it be that way Still I can feel The aching sensation From which I was bleeding For which I walk on I can see what I am now but I can't call it living I didn't make up my own life It was given to me Let me on the road I seek I don't want to stay And if you must shed a tear Let it be that way