Look On

I  can抰  get  through

Knots  in  my  mind

I  resent

self  I  can抰  find

I  can抰  get  through  (x2)

A  paper  and  a  pencil

Are  the  best  friends  I抳e  got

I  went  to  downtown  L.A.

Got  picked  up  by  the  cops

I  didn抰  get  what  I  wanted

But  I  didn抰  care  a  thought

I  saw  that  life  was  kidding

Look  on  (x6)

I抦  warning  you

I  skipped  a  life

To  be  here

I抳e  got  no  right

I抦  bad  luck

I  used  to  feel  a  lot

Things  used  to  be  alright

So  much  was  going  on

I抦  empty  now  inside

When  I  thought  life  was  terrible

Things  were  going  fine

Vincent  called  as  a  set  up

Look  on  (x21)

It抯  not  right

I  lost  my  fame

It抯  a  cheap  trick

I  wanna  do  it  again

I抳e  got  no  life  (x2)

I  am  a  separate  entity

From  the  guy  I  was  before

Here  nobody  wants  me

I  hoped  for  something  more

I  flip  through  empty  pages

That  I  thought  I  wrote  on

I  can抰  tell  what  is  dreaming

Look  on  (x12)