This is where I dwell
I have food but I'm not contented, I don't know if the food is going to be delicious. I'm crying but there's no tears on my cheek, I wish rain would fall thinking I will meet new her but unfortunately try the old, I'm loosing my mind, I don't know what to do? Talking to cockroach like it can hear me...
Flame in my heart but no one to snuff it out
Watching two thugs sitting across the street through my window pane
Nothing is getting through my brain
My soul is weakened