Zanois
Guts
I still don't know who I amAnd I lack any formal plansI fear that I'll end my life a lonesome man.I constantly dream about spaceI'd rather be any other placeI wish I could change my faceI feel like a terrible disgrace.And I hate to see or hear myself in the pastThe few occasions I'm sure I'm happy never seem to lastMy problems are insignificant and I'm not the only one who has them,But I've got to get my guts off of my chest.And I don't want to be mean,But I wish you weren't pretty.Sometimes I wish I couldn't see.Sometimes I wish I was never me.I despise having thoughts.I hate the ones that I've got,And it seems that they will notEver want to stopCHORUS
From Letras Mania