Does anybody love me I don't even know
There is no street lights on this dark road
My heart is getting empty my nights are getting cold
I dont even know if I have a place to call my home
Does anybody love me I don't even know
There is no street lights on this dark road
My heart is getting empty my nights are getting cold
I dont even know if I have a place to call my home
As I sit here contemplating bout my life and where im going
I can't help but to wonder will I end up just being no one
Hit the stage do a show maybe make a little dough
But will anybody even like my music I don't know
Who am I doing this for I guess the answers myself
This world is full of hatred it feels like im living in Hell
Sometimes I just wanna scream man I just wanna yell
Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane I think I need help
Thats when I turn to my music its like my personal therapist
When I'm angy and upset writing lyrics it helps a bit
Actually it helps a lot man it calms me down
Im just trying to be different but I blend in with the crowd
I feel like im doing this for myself well i kinda am
If you dont wanna listen to me I don't give a da- whoa
I need to settle down but now I'm on the edge
I'm hanging on for dear life hanging on by a thread
Maybe I should jump off and see where it takes me
Sike I would never fall off even if you paid me
But what's the point of life cause most people hate me
And if I die its okay cause this world is better off without me
See those are the lies I keep locked in my brain
Nobody ever knows whats going on in there it gets insane
See I would never take my own life to do that I'd be stupid
Cause I'd be leaving behind my friends and family and this music
Does anybody love me I don't even know
There is no street lights on this dark road
My heart is getting empty my nights are getting cold
I dont even know if I have a place to call my home
Does anybody love me I don't even know
There is no street lights on this dark road
My heart is getting empty my nights are getting cold
I dont even know if I have a place to call my home
As I sit here contemplating bout my life and where I'm going
I can't help but to wonder will I end up just being no one
Hit the stage do a show maybe make a little dough
But will anybody even like my music I DON'T KNOW