walk through streets where I’m a stranger
Seeking out a new direction
Lost in crowds of endless people
Who look the same
Invisible to the masses
foreigner with [bad word] Don’t ask why ’cause I’m too tired to explain

As I walked I was corner by a man a proud veteran
Asking me for some money but I walked on
He cried out he was hungry he risked his life for his country
But alas I had no money and I walked on
And no one noticed at all

Someone catch me I’ve got no legs to stand on
Hanging over me are paths that I can’t fallow
I’m fearless but I’ve found I’m in over my head
Reaching out for someone now

Well I’m sick of my state and this place I’m out of touch with it
I just want something different then what I’m feeling right now
So I walk and I wander searching for a sense of amity
But some things but some things [bad word] Some things [bad word] at all

Someone catch me I’ve got no legs to stand on
Hanging over me are [bad word] that I can’t swallow
I’m fearless but I’ve found I’m in over my head
Reaching out for someone now