You are the last of your kind, a man on your own Lost in a crowd, you're standing alone You reach out your hand but nobody cares No one comes near you, they just stop and stare The stench of your body, the rats in your hair It keeps them away, they're running scared
With a box for a home, the street for a bed All of your friends, they're better off dead You wonder at night, will i be here tomorrow?
Walking the streets with a pan in your hand You're begging for pennies and eating from cans With nowhere to go, you're living scared
Emptiness surrounds you as you wonder in your head Whatever will become of me, am i the walking dead? I have no home, i 'm all alone I have no home, i 'm all alone, i 'm living scared
A shadow of your former self, what will become of you? You're living like an animal inside a human zoo You have no home, you're all alone You have no home, you're all alone and living scaredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
