Spiritual Beggars Nowhere To Go
Feel betrayed,... as I sit here cold and tired It seems that what I valued before has been eaten cold by a ghost Deeds, what's to gain here I want to kill myself but I ain't got the guts... yet Ice cold, even the smoke cuts cold Mother, father, brother, sister you don't understand me 'cos how could you... When I can't You bastards Blind laughters I miss my home Sick, feel sick can't eat more of your shit You are a decieving liar and I am a mistrusting fire Nowhere to go but home