Look On

I can't get through Knots in my mind I resent The self i can't find I can't get through A paper and a pencil Are the best friends i've got I went to downtown LA. Got picked up by the cops I didn't get what i wanted But i didn't care a lot I saw that life was kidding Look on I'm warning you I skipped a life To be here i've got no right I'm bad luck I used to feel a lot Things used to be alright so much was going on I'm empty now inside When i thought life was terrible Things were going fine Vincent called as a set up Look on It's not right I lost my fame It's a cheap trick I wanna do it again I've got no life I am a seperate 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't tell what is dreaming Look on