Dead, I'm wrong
My place is gone
Pick up the phone
No one home
Not a kid
Not yet grown
A crazy mess
No place called home
There's a world
Inside my brain
I cannot relate my pain
You are a selfish stain
A whining leach
A blood soaked drain
Hating me
Breaking me
Erasing me
Faking me
Draining me
Wasting me
Creating me
Staining me
Dead, I'm wrong
My place is gone
Pick up the phone
No one home
Not a kid
Not yet grown
A crazy mess
No place called home
There's a world
Inside my brain
I cannot relate my pain
You are a selfish stain
A whining leach
A blood soaked drain
Dead, I'm wrong
My place is gone
Pick up the phone
No one home
Not a kid
Not yet grown
A crazy mess
No place called home
There's a world
Inside my brain
I cannot relate my pain
You are a selfish stain
A whining leach
A blood soaked drain