If I could stomach the sound,
If I could recognize the words;
Maybe I wouldn't be so broke,
Maybe I could move to
Bigger and better things;
On the ground here I'm nothing,
I can hardly breathe;
In out, in out;
I find it hard to see,
What happen to me;
I become the hate
I told myself wasn't there;
Yell out for help,
I get blank stares
To save me from the nothing,
To teach me to feel,
I shout "save me",
Nobodies there