Is There Something Wrong With Me?

Ripping Through The Walls
Tearing At The Doors Of Education
Not That It's My Fault
I Just Can't Help But Sort
Through The Pieces
Secluded From The Whore
I Focus At The Board-I'm Out Of Focus

CHORUS
There Must Be A Way
There's Got To Be A Way To Overcome This
It's These Words And Music
That Keeps Me Living, Keeps Me Breathing

It May Not Be Much
But This Is All I Got
And I'm Smiling
It All Seems So Pointless
The Hours Seem So Endless
And For What?
I'd Rather Be Working
Breaking My Back Doing Something

CHORUS

At Least I Have My Brothers, My Band And My Lover
What More Could I Need?

I Buried My Friend The Other Day
And I Saw My Life In A Different Way
It Was A Cold Afternoon For A Funeral
I Did Not Shed A Tear As I Watched The Snow Fall
Is There Something Wrong With Me?
When Did I Become This Empty?
As I Gazed Down At His Grave
I Knew That Someday I'd End Up
That Way!