see all those people on the ground

wasting time

i try to hold it all inside

but just for tonight

the top of the world

sitting here wishing

the things I've become

that something is missing

maybe I...

but what do I know



and now it seems that i have found

nothing at all

I want to hear your voice out loud

slow it down

without it all

I'm choking on nothing

it's clear in my head

and I'm screaming for something

knowing nothing is better than knowing at all



On My Own