Forever Alien

Sometimes I think I wasn't made for this life
What becomes of people like me, people who don't fit in?
(Walking, falling...)
How can a darkness, so deep within, be part of me?
What happens to those alienated by society?
(Walking, falling, finding no way out)
How can I enjoy an existence this painful that odds cannot free
(Dreaming, talking, trying to find reason)
Where is the small piece of human truth that can make sense of this confusion?

(Sleeping)
(Falling)
Where does it end? (desperate)
(Desperate, dissolving, lost)

(Sometimes I think I wasn't made for this life)
(What becomes of people like me?)
What becomes of people like me?
(People who don't fit in?)
People who don't fit in?

Walking, falling, finding no way out
Searching, trying to find the reason for existence
(Shadows, time, distance)
Dreaming, talking, thinking, hoping
(dreaming, waiting)
(Searching, looking, waking)
Sleeping, waking
(Losing, listening, losing, aching)
Black, desperate, lust, dissolve
(Where does it end? just where does it end? distance)
Gone
(Walking, waking, finding no way out, lost)
The nerves of one mind, silent talk
(Dreaming, talking, thinking, waking)
Shadows, time, distance
(Sleeping, waking, falling, desperate)
(Dissolve, lost, gone)
Smiling, hoping, later
(Dreaming, hoping, falling)
Gone