Left out in the cold   The world has closed it's doors   Time are so hard now   No fun in life no more   Looking back   At the way it used to be   The past is all I have now   Hard times have hit me      I wish I could run   Wish I could hide   Forget all my problems   Just curl up and die   Out on the street   Out on my own   Facing the world alone      My eternal suffering   A death sentence with no time   Endless journey no escpe   Destituion is my crime   Why am I so helpless   No feelings of life's worth   A desperate need for salvation   Is this life a curse      I wish I could run   Wish I could hide   Forget all my problems   Just curl up and die   Out on the street   Out on my own   Facing the world alone      Lack of baisc need   Desire on-which to feed   Desperation is my life   In poverty I will die