Searching for the truth but all I ever find is
lies
Trying to find identity but I just find a
disguise
Looking at the nightmare when I try to see the
dream
Finding a reality as perfect as it seems
Somewhere the dirt is washed down with the rain
Somewhere there’s happiness instead of pain
Somewhere satisfaction has no name
Somewhere I can be the same
Looking down on everything it seems a total bore
Missing all the people that I’ve never met
before
Trying to find an unknown something I consider
best
I don’t know if I’ll find it, but until then I’ll
be depressed