| We are the lost | 
| Cause you don’t kno-o-o-ow | 
| Forsaken so-o-o-oul | 
| We are the ones | 
| Waiting in the co-o-o-old | 
| For you to no-o-o-otice | 
| People of the outside always looking in | 
| Through the windows of their own eyes, tryin' to fit in | 
| But realize they will never really know the feelin' | 
| Or replace the hole inside 'em, so cold it’s like freezin', man | 
| I can’t tell 'ya how many times did I felt it | 
| Life can be a living hell like a cell that you’re trapped in | 
| Like a bed of nails, repenting your soul relentless | 
| Like you were born to fail, sincerely feelin' helpless | 
| Slowly slippin' away, sinking in quicksand | 
| Like drowning in water, shackles on both hands | 
| Like fallin' blindfolded not knowin' where you’ll end | 
| Nobody seems to really care, nobody understands | 
| We are the lost | 
| Cause you don’t kno-o-o-ow | 
| Forsaken so-o-o-oul | 
| We are the ones | 
| Waiting in the co-o-o-old | 
| For you to no-o-o-otice | 
| You just got to try and believe in your oneself | 
| Cause only you posses the key to your own self | 
| And if you think down deep where the darkness dwells | 
| Confront your fears to release from your own hell | 
| Cause every breath is nothing, short of a miracle | 
| An epic journey through time and space, so vastly spiritual | 
| And I’m tryin' to reach it, the? | 
| method lyrical? | 
| Screamin' through your speakers | 
| But it seems that you don’t hear me though | 
| You gotta drop the baggage, the negativity | 
| And everything that didn’t habits | 
| So you can clearly see that peace of mind is within reach | 
| Just gotta grab it, take control of your own destiny | 
| And best believe you can be happy | 
| We are the lost | 
| Cause you don’t kno-o-o-ow | 
| Forsaken so-o-o-oul | 
| We are the ones | 
| Waiting in the co-o-o-old | 
| For you to no-o-o-otice | 
| Which side are you on? | 
| Do you know where you’re standing? | 
| We are the lost | 
| Cause you don’t kno-o-o-ow | 
| Forsaken so-o-o-oul | 
| We are the ones | 
| Waiting in the co-o-o-old | 
| For you to no-o-o-otice |