*I don’t wanna live this way
With my head hanging down in impartial shame
My hands are tied behind my back
And I don’t wanna go on…

If tomorrow’s today, and today becomes yesterday
It’s movin’ on without me
And if I lost myself but some stranger would find it
Would it all make sense, or be strange to me

And I can’t see through the rain
Not comprehending the darkness
Can’t follow the wind
But would I ever want to?

**Can’t listen to my mind
Is it even my own? 
Is this just a waste of time?
Or another time zone?
My tear ducts have been abused
My life’s been over used
And it always seems to go the wrong way

If I’m so unholy would my killing be wrongfully
justified?
It wants to be without me
In ten years from this day would I have made it?
It would have moved on without me

But all I feel is rain
Not comprehending the surreality
Can’t float on the sea
It just absorbs me
(**) (*)
And I don’t wanna go on
My mind has been abused
My hearts been over used
And I don’t wanna go on
So I won’t go on
It always seems
To be movin’ on
With out me
2003