I am sick of all the jokes
I am sick of all the pointing...

I've stopped breathing
mission success...

Dear God are you up there?
are you watching over me...

I watched a boy
I watched him stumble down the road...

Failure, Failure
it's ringing in my head...

Screaming out for help
screaming really loud...

I'm the one over there
I'm never here or anywhere...

I think you are standing on a battlefield,
I think you have lost your weapon...

Dead, thats what i wish i was
dead, thats how i feel right now...

Left out of everything thats been alone
told to stay at home...

I sit here on this chair
the clock is quickly ticking by...

People, why do they do this?
why would they do this...