I Won't Come Back

I can't socialize, puzzle with no nitch

Feelings obsolete, art a dying trade

No brass rings, no shooting stars to wish upon

Wishes, dreams and hopes have all been shit upon

No one wants to be with me 'cause I'm not really here

I'm just a fading picture man, image thinned by tears

I'd like to think I'm recognized but I'm not really here

The mind that was sculpted of has dried and cracked with

years

Enigmatic, schizophrenic, mad drug addict

There is no map, I'm lost inside my own mind

T.H.C. comforts me, sets me free

I won't come back...I won't come back...I won't come back