At The Park
It rips me up
Spits me out
I'm messed up
In this rut
Caught up in this system
Put down as another victim
My fingernails are fading away
And my hair is looking lazy
But that's okay, yeah, but I think I may go crazy
This time I have don't feel my own
This life I live feels like a joke
But still I try to take control
Still on my own, all alone
Here I go again
Go
I lie awake
In my car
At the park
I
I run away
It's half past three and I can't sleep
Looking up at the stars
Looking up in the dark
This time I have don't feel my own
This life I live feels like a joke
But still I try to take control
Still on my own, all alone