I want to run though those cottonwood trees
Fall asleep in a big bed of fresh fallen leaves
And in every wind that blows there's a song of letting go
It's no goodbye, it's hello

I'm so sick and tired of being told what's good for me.
People got lots of ideas, of who I'm supposed to be.

Mom im trying,
im living my life the best way that i can.

im trying to be somebody,
im not trying to be somebody else,
dont you know me,
i wont ever let you down.

This life is mine and i am my own.

Chills run down my spin,
as i open up my mind to you.

Show me a sign,
give me a reason to believe,
before this all just fades away...
just show me a sign.

So what do you want from me,
your killing my sanity.
so what do you want from me,
im sick of you choking me.

Prom Kings:Alone

Sumtimes i take so many pills,
all so i can actually feel pain thats there and not from my heart.

I like to get high and wasted all so i dont have to see the real me!! so dont tell me i have problems..you dont know me or my life.

Each step i take,
a loose a little more,
each scream i yell,
is a little further i fall into this hell.