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I sit here staring at the wall asking why I set myself to fall and I think to myself is this my life We lie, we cheat, we steal, we climb we beg, we fall, we hope, we die I think -- we're doing it wrong doing it wrong I stand outside and watch the world fly and pass me by it's nice to look and learn but never to experience the pain, the guilt, the fear, the hate the pride, the shame, of stupid mistakes We're doing it wrong I push away my past what am I hiding from can't open up myself to the people that I love In my final days... I want to look back and know that I tried the best that I can -- So I can move On To another Disease and I do believe that time is on my side -- and I've had fun I'll never think -- that I'm alone When I hear you -- I feel at home Will somebody help me, hear me, I'm screaming over here --- Home - Sloppy Meateaters