Nobody is showing me how to be growing up thru all these things i have seen
from encountering stuff blowing up but i don't need no apologies
i will always think of me as a soldier, so i'm stuck
wandering off alone on the streets til i've found a home, oh boy, well good luck
it's like i quantum leap the whole galaxy, what's the point, is it for more bucks?
if only this was a dream instead of reality cuz i don't believe in joy or in love
over my soul following are storms i can't duck, dark clouds keep surrounding me
what's the story cuz it sucks, like sharks swarm, looking out for me
maybe i need a joint or an appointment to the pharmacy...