3 a.m., shots ring again,
Goodbye to another night's rest,
Pusher in the trade winds: cold two days, found dead by the manager's kid,
More fights at the show last night, more leave in the ambulance,
Homeboy spending the night in emergency, caught a monkey-wrench to the head.
A life full of nothing, or little more,
This city starts to take its toll,
Frustration aches, the tension breaks,
Self-destruction takes its hold.
Watch me going nowhere, (ever see despair? just look in my eyes)
Watch me going nowhere, (here I was born and here I'll die)
Watch me going nowhere, (ever see despair? just look in my eyes)
Watch me going nowhere.
So what's the use continuing if living means nothing more than to face another week trying to make ends meet, finished off passing out on the floor?
Can't you see that there's more to this, or are you content just wasting away?
Live a life that's lost, yeah, you hide from the cost, end up dead in a downtown alleyway,
A hand extended; there's life at the cross, there's no need to go on living this way,
Can't take seeing another life lost or feel again that empty look on your face.
Watch me going nowhere, (ever see despair? just look in my eyes)
Watch me going nowhere, (here I was born and here I'll die)
Watch me going nowhere, (ever see despair? just look in my eyes)
Watch me going nowhere.
Watch me going nowhere, (ever see despair? just look in my eyes)
Watch me going nowhere. (I don't wanna die)
