| No name, no worth, no more apologies
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| Nothing makes me love you
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| No name, no worth, no more apologies
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| I could never be forever
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| Been telling myself I’m a freak since I was six
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| Should’ve known that I’d turn out like this
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| Call me deranged, call me mister no name
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| I’m the static peering from the back row
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| Hollow from the inside out
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| Skin shielding my seclusive bones
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| I’m better off torn apart
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| Alone in pieces, in piece when alone
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| I’ll put a gun to my head
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| Replace my memories with lead
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| Been feeling like a freak ever since I was six
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| Twenty something years later I still feel like shit
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| You want my insides on the fucking outside
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| A bastard from birth, just a frame with no worth
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| Zero sorrow, zero grievance
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| Emotion’s null, I’ve lost all feeling
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| When I’m awake I’d rather be dreaming
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| Sleepless nights, it’s hurricane season
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| Can you hear that?
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| That’s the sound of me not giving a fuck
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| No name, no worth |