I doubt that I am home here,
my feet do not touch the ground,
you expect me to build a life,
but I struggle to pay my rent.

The world always seems to want,
to bet against the hero,
I am constantly trying to be the man,
but my feet do not touch the floor,

You can see the semi-wannabe's
floating through the situations,
I want to be like "I was here first"
but I won't.

I want to scream from the roof tops,
but I live underground, the comet doth cometh,
I shout "Come on *******,
"Sell me something I can believe in"