By myself I sit alone
I'm wondering about a poem
I can't express the way that I feel in words
I start to write, when I'm all alone.
I can't say that I know what I'm talking about
I can't say that I can keep below a shout
I can't say that I want what I'm writing about
I can't say that I know what I'm talking about
As my body turns to stone
I start to peel my brain right to the bone
I'm trying to bring justice to my thoughts
I'm trying just to let my mind reign
Now I can't feel a [bad word] thing
Well then I ask my self, hey now why should I sing
I'm trying to bring justice to my thoughts
I'm trying just, to let my [bad word] mind reign!