Red Alert

This is me calling, could someone get the phone,

please, I hope you haven't all forgotten

about me. Ev'rything is nothing, there, I've said it

again and again and again, I'm jumping

someone else's train. Wrong is right and right is

wrong, can't even figure out where I belong

now, but how am I ever gonna get a trip, when I slip

and I trip over just about every little thing

there is.. hey, I'm not gonna crack, I'm not gonna

crack, I'm not gonna crack this time, I'll feel

fine and nothing in the world is gonna make me wine...

That's easier said than done, for sure, my mood swings

have begun, so pure and I'm feeling

the pain in my brain again, feeling the pain again,

feeling so lame again...

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out!

This is a never ending story, I need someone to puzzle

it for me, need someone to solve the

mistery of the reaccuring madness, tearing me down into

a see of sadness...sad...sad as it

ever was...mad...mad as it ever was and I could never

see myself sinking all the way, but now

I'm too alone to even get away-get away from the pain

in my brain, am I still sane? I guess I

worry too much about what is said and done, I should

shut down my brain and have some fun,

but there's a fire burning inside of me, you can't put

it out all the easily...burning is living to

me, ev'rybody...HELP-don't need nobody!

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out!

I can't tell you what I really feel, 'cause in a mood

like this I don't really feel, I'm not really me

at all, more like a shadow of myself, trapped by my own

mind, trapped by my own mind,

trapped by myself, so may the force be with me forever,

surrender to the dark side never, I

wanna gain control you see, so that the empire's never

gonna strike back on me...!

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out