You make me feel battered, twisted, screwed-up, neglected
Scattered, fisted, ******-up, rejected
Hated, ignored, abandoned, alone
Heart-broke, empty, lost with no home
You make me feel worthless to all faith
Paranoid, translucent, always unsafe
You make me feel nothing in your eyes
And the worst thing is you cant realise
Sitting alone with a bottle of beer
Loathing the infected soul lost in here
It makes you low and without resolve
And rid of the support you were once told
Why is there no end to my pain?
Why is love not fit for the sane?
Why am I missing in a life with no pleasure?
Why am I stranded on an island less treasure?
Why has my ship set sail with no crew?
My questions find no end with you.
You make me feel Vacant, Surplus, gloomy, Unaided
Beaten, porous, a loony, all Faded
Tattered, bitter, dilapidated, bare
Discarded, mistreated, a default nowhere
You make me feel like an empty void
Evacuated, missing, all things destroyed
You make me feel a useless disgrace
And the worst thing is, its all in my face
Sitting alone with a bottle of beer
Loathing the infected soul lost in here
It makes you low and without resolve
And rid of the support you were once told
Why is there no end to my pain?
Why is love not fit for the sane?
Why am I missing in a life with no pleasure?
Why am I stranded on an island less treasure?
Why has my ship set sail with no crew?
My questions find no end with you.
This spiral of emptiness, perpetuity
Death and resurrection for eternity
Why cant I stop what I feel?
My questions are lost in your world surreal
Why cant I cease this endless loop?
My questions are lost in your contemptuous coup
Why cant I halt this emotion restrain?
My questions are lost in your silencing reign
Why cant I just ******* have you for mine?
Instead of my questions of blood scenting your wine
Sitting alone with a bottle of beer
Loathing the ******* infected soul lost in here
It makes you low and without resolve
And rid of the support you were once told
Why is there no end to my pain?
Why is love not fit for the sane?
Why am I missing in a life with no pleasure?
Why am I stranded on an island less treasure?
Why has my ship set sail with no crew?
My questions find no end with you.
