My mind is in trouble. I am haunted by my anger.
Everything disgusts me. My confidence has turned to revenge.
I used to like all these people. Now I can hardly tolerate.
I need somebody to tell me I’m good.
Nobody seems to care for each other anymore.
Nobody can control themselves.
Keep trying to be so better or different.
You know you want to be vanity’s trophy.
Almost complete it then you lose a piece of it.
Can’t understand that we work hard…so hard.
Can’t even remember what it is that you see in it.
Now we can tell who our friends really are…are you my friends?
I don’t know much about the stars way up high.
I don’t know much about the shadows in the night.
I don’t know much abut the mysteries surrounding.
But I do know something about you and me…you and me.
The frustration makes me red in the face.
My priorities are missing or taken away.
I’m still young and I know I’ll be all right.
You see a slower start is better than no fight.
A never-ending new beginning.
Never regretting, never growing old.
Everyday is just like the first day.
Like the first day that you let me know…you let me know.
Nobody seems to care for each other anymore.
Nobody can control themselves.
Keep trying to be so different and better.
You know you want to be, you want to be vanity’s trophy…trophy.
My mind is in trouble. I am haunted by my anger.
Everything disgusts me. My confidence has turned to revenge.
I used to like all these people. Now I can hardly tolerate.
I need somebody to tell me I’m good.