Everything is insane   Young man walked into the end of everything   Took a few out with him   He was never molded   Quite like the rest of those lucky ones   It was understood early on   That life was unforgiving   "It wasn't out of hate now was it son?"   "I'm not your fucking son"   Keep on searching for the answers motherfucker   Cus' I'm sure there will be another one just like him   It could have been me   It could have been you   Young man longing for that affection   Coming up short   And only recieving leftovers of his Father's addictions   Tossed aside with nowhere to go   He falls flat on his face   In his quest for a place to call home   Lived a lifetime in just 17 years   Tortured and neglected   He searches for solid ground   But still comes up short   Without his Mother's affection   He walks an empty street of insanity   It could have been me   It could have been you