Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he’s bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we’re bent and broken
"We Want More thn This world's got to offer"
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
Awryte! frst nd fore most! wat i really am? NO BODY KNOWZ...i reapeat nobody knowz...am dark and am obscure....i hide mah feelings and expressions nd i can manipulate all situations!
awryte the other...