I can't get through   Knots in my mind   I resent   The self i can't find   I can't get through   A paper and a pencil   Are the best friends i've got   I went to downtown LA.   Got picked up by the cops   I didn't get what i wanted   But i didn't care a lot   I saw that life was kidding   Look on   I'm warning you   I skipped a life   To be here   i've got no right   I'm bad luck   I used to feel a lot   Things used to be alright   so much was going on   I'm empty now inside   When i thought life was terrible   Things were going fine   Vincent called as a set up   Look on   It's not right   I lost my fame   It's a cheap trick   I wanna do it again   I've got no life   I am a seperate entity   From the guy i was before   Here nobody wants me   I hoped for something more   I flip through empty pages   That i thought i wrote on   I can't tell what is dreaming   Look on