Mama says
I'm not good at anything
Keep my mouth shut say nothing
Not venting my thoughts
just sit and waste
like a living ghost
cause I feel misplaced
I want my dream
but it feels so far away
I want to be
on the cover of magazines
I want to be on MTV or
have my own reality
I wish they would break down
the walls to get to me
Isn't this so fucking insane
The world behind the box is
taking over my brain
Mama says
I'm not good at anything
I stare at emptiness
and say nothing
Don't open my mouth
just sit and waste
Like a living ghost
cause I feel misplaced
I hate seeing all this shit
but at the same time
I want to be a part of it
Suicide Repeats
itself in my mind
I wish they would break down
the walls to get to me
Isn't this so fucking insane
The world behind
the box is taking over my brain