Lonesome, that's how I felt everywhere Even in my own family's home Lived the closest thing to being a slave Strapped to a wheelchair and told I was saved
That two dollar bill In your wallet won't bring you luck That chain hanging on your neck Won't do miracle work
If you don't do shit for yourself Why have expectations on someone else
Still I'm searching for a place to just fit in Even though there's no such fucking thing
Let's play pretend (We don't even like ourselves).