there's somethings going on, some of them are no right,
I've been locked in this house, in this abusive home,
no one is there on the couch and I'm alone,
inside of my head things are unclear,
I don't rely on the person I see in the mirror,
and I don't die for the chance to be standing right here,
sometimes I'm a smartass with being sincere,
I see everything flashing I wish it would stop,
there's just something that makes me so nervous by cops,
all their pushing and shoving and macing my eyes,
it will only keep burning this hate thats inside of me,
hitting me kicking me just for the fun,
and I'll I keep on thinking is go for the skull,
to protect and to serve are the words you should heed,
and if not then we're gonna watch you bleed,
(Chorus)
Wondering why? (Why?), not giving up, no, nothing can break me,
wondering why? (why?), not giving up, no, nothing can make me,
wondering why? (why?), not giving up, no, nothing can save me,
wondering why? (why?), not giving up, no, nothing can change me,
she loves me and hates me it's all just the same,
but I can hear her screaming and yelling my name,
now her face is all blue and her eyes are all red,
from all the drugs that she keeps on popping,
instead of helping I'm learning and pushing away,
the visions and memories of things she would say,
they keep coming and flashing so I keep on laughing,
bitch, you never should have fucked my boy,
I'm in touch wiht my fear that's why I stay afraid,
and I'll stay that way until night turns to day,
and them nice words you say will slowly mutate,
and become the better part of you we all love to hate,
and well speaking of fate well I'm trying to relate,
to the ever growing destiny and its amazing shape,
they tell me I'm straight and then diss me all day,
there's a website debate was it all a mistake?
(Chorus)
it just keeps on calling me whispers my name,
all alone I was sitting down in the darkness again,
all my friends they are dead but remain in my head,
so I truly believe that they all are my enemy,
telling me why and I'll tell the sky,
that hell is all real and heaven's a fantasy,
capture me mentally, nothing's substatially evident,
except my head's a little fucked up.
(Chorus til end)