i pour my glass then i drink i clean my wounds my soul is a wasteland my body is a tin can and theres nothing that i can do ive been a rider all my life chasing lovers in the night out of mind and out of sight never knew no wrong from right im an emotional beautiful child im an emotional difficult child and im wild i light my smoke and i think i sit down and i sink my mind is a wasteland my thoughts are quicksand and theres nothing that i can do ive been a loner all my life chasing shadows in the night no one ever by my side no one ever taught me right im an emotional beautiful child im an emotional difficult child and im wild im a runaway hideaway left brain thinking man im not really a citizen living for my everything dont play stay away mayhem gonna come today im not really a simpleton living for my innocence im an emotional beautiful child im an emotional difficult child and im wild 
['modern alternative rock']