Left out in the cold

The world has closed it's doors

Time are so hard now

No fun in life no more

Looking back

At the way it used to be

The past is all I have now

Hard times have hit me



I wish I could run

Wish I could hide

Forget all my problems

Just curl up and die

Out on the street

Out on my own

Facing the world alone



My eternal suffering

A death sentence with no time

Endless journey no escpe

Destituion is my crime

Why am I so helpless

No feelings of life's worth

A desperate need for salvation

Is this life a curse



I wish I could run

Wish I could hide

Forget all my problems

Just curl up and die

Out on the street

Out on my own

Facing the world alone



Lack of baisc need

Desire on-which to feed

Desperation is my life

In poverty I will die