I Always Waste My Time Just Wondering


What The Next Man Thinks Of Me


I'll Never Do Exactly What I Want


And I'll Sculpt My Life For Your Acceptance





I Feel Forgotten


Feel Like Rotting


(do You Feel The Same)


Adolescence


Just Can't Make Sense


(it's Calling My Name)





I Take A Look Around


And All The Things I've Found


I Call It Blind Hatred


If You'd Stop A While


And Maybe If You'd Smile


You Would Realize That We're All The Same


It's Just Like Our Brain, When It Goed Insane


We Feel The Same Pain.





All My Life I've Seem To Have This Need


I Think At Times It Even Turns Greed


We All Want To Join Some Family


We'll Even Sacrifice A Moral Changing