I roam these vacant busy streets
I find not a single soul to keep
I wish as I fall and count the sheep
Who help but can't seem to find my feet
A town with no love or life or rights
I frown but don't judge I just disguise
I'm down I'm in the clouds man I could fly
I'm out at least I f*ckin' tried
I roam these vacant busy streets
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I'm on my own I got no one
I'm on my own I'm on my own
Need some help but can't cause stress
I'm on my own I'm always less
Nothing's new nothing's fresh
Jesus bless this f*ckin' mess