Man hurts man, time and time again. As we drown in the wake of our power, somebody tell me why?
I constantly felt (as I suppose many an ambitious girl has felt) a thumping from within unanswered by any beckoning from without.
Is this love, baby, or is this just confusion?
If my time on earth were through and she must face the world without me, is the love I gave her in the past gonna be enough to last?
Are you happy when you stick a needle in your vein?
The outcome of a still veracitless life. Am I livin' it right?
How come everything I need always comes with batteries?
You say in life, mistakes are many. How come you never admit to any?
What about your mind, does it shine?
Who can I turn to? Who can I trust?