Nowhere to Go

Spiritual Beggars

Feel betrayed,... as I sit here cold and tired
It seems that what I valued before
Has been eaten cold by a ghost
Deeds, what's to gain here
I want to kill myself
But I ain't got the guts... yet
Ice cold, even the smoke cuts cold
Mother, father, brother, sister
You don't understand me
'cause how could you...
When I can't
You bastards
Blind laughters I miss my home
Sick, feel sick
Can't eat more of your shit
You are a decieving liar
And I am a mistrusting fire
Nowhere to go but home