I can't get through, Knots in my mind. I resent, Self I can't find. I can't get through. I can't get through. Oh, paper and a pencil, Are the best friends I've got. I went to downtown LA, Got picked up by the cops. Didn't get what I wanted But I didn't care a lot, I saw that life was kidding. Look on, look on, look on. Look on, look on, look on, I'm warning you, I skipped a life. To be here, I've got no right. I'm bad luck. I'm bad luck. Oh, I used to feel a lot, Things used to be alright So much was going on I'm empty now inside When I thought life was terrible Things were going fine Vincent called as a set up Look on, look on, look on [x7] It's not right I lost my fame It's a cheap trick I wanna do it again I've got no life I've got no life Oh, I am a separate entity From the guy I was before Here nobody wants me I hoped for something more That I flip through empty pages ai thought I wrote on I can't tell what is dreaming Look on, look on, look on [x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
