it's like i owe everybody cash
don't know how to pay it back
so i'm selling cds
pouring my heart out on every track
but it's like fuck that,
'cuz i'm one of the best that's around
but i feel like a ghost
when i'm walking in town
this manic depression
spreads in my brain
it's so infectous
so many roads to travel
but none seem worth the effort
so i carve each word
into the pad with a pen
and recite em to myself
over and over again

somebody get me down (woah)
'cuz i haven't seen the ground
and i don't know where i'm going
can anyone hear me now? (woah)
i cannot hear a sound
and i don't know
i don't know where i am

its a sick process
and i'm sitting naueous
with no clue where to go
or what to do, thoughtless
these hours and days go by
with no place to hide
looking for some clarity
but it is no where to find
i'm alone in thought
with my friends all around
and they don't know who i am
and they're not really down
i question myself;
and you should too
because what the fuck is it
that we really do? yo,
nothings really worth it and
it's time they pulled the curtains
any props that i'm given
you probably don't deserve 'em
i'm the black sheep
standing out in the rain
looking for the quickest way
outta my own brain

somebody get me down (woah)
'cuz i haven't seen the ground
and i don't know where i'm going
can anyone hear me now? (woah)
i cannot hear a sound
and i don't know
i don't know where i am

there's something boiling up
something i can't seem to get around
these women held me close
and now they want me in the ground
i never earned nothing,
in all my time spent
i just wait for the weekend
kick back and get bent
drink till i black out
find my way home and crash out
repeat the process
over and over until i'm cashed out
full of doubts;
full of questions unanswered
too deep in the dark
it multiples like cancer
i got nothing left
just words and the booth
and enough sad songs
for every last one of you
i stumble through;
every single step of my life
if this is as good as it gets
tell me that ain't right
because this can't be my end
i won't play pretend
won't put the mic down,
bow out, place your bets
'cuz i've never lied once
since my bootleg demo
while you're faking and hating
but never touching this level

somebody get me down (woah)
'cuz i haven't seen the ground
and i don't know where i'm going
can anyone hear me now? (woah)
i cannot hear a sound
and i don't know
i don't know where i am