Wondering Why? - Twiztid

Off the windows in my mind at night

There somethings going on, some of them are not right

I’ve been locked in this house, and it’s confused and cold

No one is there on the couch, and I’m alone

Inside of my head, things are unclear

I don’t rely on the person I see in the mirror

And I don’t die for the chance to be standing right here

Sometimes I’m a smart ass when being sincere

I see everything flashing, I wish it would stop

There is something that makes me so nervous 'bout cops

All their pushing and shoving and mace in my eyes

It will only keep burning this hate that’s inside of me Hitting and kicking me just for the fun

And though all I keep thinking is Go For his gun!

To protect and to serve are the words you should heed

And if you don’t we’re going to watch you bleed

Wondering Why (Why?)

Not giving up (No!)

Nothing can break me Wondering Why (Why?)

Not giving up (No!)

Nothing can phase me Wondering Why (Why?)

Not giving up (No!)

Nothing can save me Wondering Why (Why?)

Not giving up (No!)

Nothing can change me She loves me and hates me, It’s all just the same

But I can’t hear her screaming and yelling my name

Now her face is all blue, and her eyes are all red

From the bloodcells that just keep on popping inside of me

(Help me, I’m burning and pushing away)

Her pictures and memories and things she would say

They keep coming and flashing

So I keep laughing, Bitch

You never should of fucked my boy

I’m in touch with my fear that’s why I stay afraid

And I’ll stay that way til night turns to day

And them nice words you say, will slowly mutate

And become the better part of you that we all love to hate

And while speaking on fate, I’m trying to relate

To the ever growing destiny, and it’s amazing shape

They tell me I’m straight then they diss me on tape

There’s a website debate, was it all a mistake?

It just keeps calling me, and wishes my name

Only moonlight was hitting the darkness again

All my friends they are dead, but remain in my ears

So I choose to believe that they are all my enemies

Telling me (DIE!)

And alter the sky, that hell is a ruin

and heaven’s a fantasy

Capture me mentally, nothing substantually evident

Except that my head’s a little fucked up