What could I do? Only a hero,
Shame is my master and its a cruel one,
I cant take this, Im no-ones advert,
Hit me – leave me, make me feel human…
It was my life but I couldnt see that,
Viewing my purpose with growing hatred,
Why cant I see? Cant get through pain –
Curtain my senses cause I dont deserve them,
I knew that I would not be coming back,
I found I needed a home, yet that home wasnt here,
So much that we had lost with nothing to show,
Tragic – that wasnt the word for it, was everything…
…Down in self hate? Ill do that for you,
Clear out my soul for I wont live with it,
Gods a creation – heres how you make him…
My smiles plaster – thats all I feel now,
Its not quite Paris though well always have it,
Dropped my cigarette but I cant notice,
I cant avoid it – dont want my freedom,
I seem so worthless – nothing was ever mine,
I knew…
I knew…