I turn a knife int he ground to let me in
I hope the ground will open up and let me in
I want the world to just let me win,
Fallout shelter all the love in the world
That keeps us in.
Imagine Lennon, If he was not the only one,
No you're not the only one
Why do I ask these questions
When I know those lies?
Why don't I take the thorn out of your side?
Why can't I see the truth behind the lies? Why?
Why can't I walk the streets and feel I'm safe?
Why can't I speak my mind without the grief?
Why do I have to hide behind my beliefs?