Žodžiai dainai: Ann Beretta. Bitter Tongues. Shovel.

I'm stuck here on the outside, But I'm trying to get back in, I don't know what I'm looking for, And I'm not sure of who I am, It's my second time through suicide, And I'm still figting with my friends, I'm stuck inside this shell of mine, Because I know no other way. This time I'm stuck on the outside, No chance, Nothing worth fighting for, I hope I find what I'm looking for. I'm stuck here on the outside, But I'm trying to get back in, I don't know what I'm looking for, And I'm not sure of who I am. This time I'm stuck on the outside, No chance, Nothing worth fighting for, I hope I find what I'm looking for