Adam Richman Here Anymore
yes it's true
i dabble in prostitution
unbeknownst to you
i'm working towards a solution
cutting my teeth
paying my dues
shuffling beneath
the soles of your shoes
hidden from sight
you'll never wonder why
you don't know where i'm from
waiting for a lift to the next floor
standing on the hinge of a trap door
i don't wanna be here anymore
i don't wanna be here anymore
get me on the next bus to soho
show me to a face that I don't know
i don't wanna be here anymore
i don't wanna be here anymore
i can't sleep
frantic from the caffenation
you'll hear me sing so sweet
on your favorite radio station
keeping the time
waking the dead
line after line
gets stuck in your head
breaking the rhyme
you'll never wonder why
you don't know where i'm from
