ohhhh is it so wrong?
is it so wrong to want
to want to feel important
to anyone?

ohhhhh is it so wrong?
is it so wrong to want
to want someone who needs you?

ohhhh how wrong is it?
how wrong could it be?
how pathetic is it?
to be in this position?

ohhh is it so wrong?
to want to feel important
to want to feel important
to anyone?

whooo hoooo i’m going down
whooooo hooo i’m going down
whoooo hooo i’m going down
and there’s no tellin if i’ll get back

He pushed forth into the wild
Where the grass grows high and the trees hang creepily
Where the moon light has been hidden by ominous clouds
Where the sun is not allowed to enter to share it’s warmth

It is here that he made his home.
He fought the dead and the dying
He fought that sadness and that pesky loneliness that kept peeking in
He fought ‘til he couldn’t fight no more

He looked up into the darkness
And he called out to his Maker
He asked for forgiveness, he asked for pity
He asked for help and he asked for love.

The ole’ man tried to survive the best he could
Then two years later his body fell
Then his heart slowed and his eyes grew cold
Then his body lay motionless on the forest floor

Now the children tell the tale
Of Ole’ Mr. Sadkins of Shrunken Shoulder Lane
Of how he went to the darkness and died
Of how no one knew or claimed his soul

So remember the tale of Ole’ Mr. Sadkins
Or ye yourself may join him soon.
Or ye yourself may find yourself next to his bones
Or ye yourself may find yourself next to mine as well.

She told him that she loved him and that she’d always be there
He ran out back to look for her but he couldn’t find her anywhere
He became broken and he became staggered
And his thoughts were not his best

Now a days he’s a cold being and he’s a bitter man
Turning over every rock to find his love that had fled
He became lonely and he became a joke
And his heart disappeared from his chest

His love had abandoned him how are you suppose to react
She took the very last ounce of trust he had left
She took his heart and she took his warmth
His life and his mind were a mess

He couldn’t accept help his pride got in the way of that
So alone he lived and alone was how he would die
He died alone and he died all cold
And no one came to pay their respects

Who needs a heart when you got a soul
Oh no I lost that long ago
To some girl with fiery eyes
Who knew she’d lead to my demise

She opened the door in my head
And choked my soul until it was dead
Turned me into a human ghost
Haunting the path of a lonely coast

Now my heart has become a prison
And has let self hatred in
As my confidence begins to collapse
Allowing seagulls to pick up the scraps

She showed her legs and she showed her mind
She let me have a glimpse of what was inside
I let her in on what made up me
And she ripped my fears free

Without warning it was turned on me
I couldn’t escape I tried to flee
I was left broken and I was left shattered
I was left with my heart all tattered

I’m a sad and broken man
Who can no longer stand
Surrounded by my hopes and dreams
But failure is all I see

We are all cowards
And I’m the biggest coward of them all
Tip toe around the lake of fire
With a smile on my face.

We are all fake
And I’m the fakest of them all
Wearing that joker mask
Instead of my real sad skin

We are all hypocrites
And I’m the biggest hypocrite of them all
With a skip in my step
And a joke in my mouth

Those who shift through the madness
Those who fight away the demons
Those demons that spell out doom
Those are the ones who live
The ones who the rest admire
The ones we all should strive to become.

If people would, just admit the obvious
That they don’t give a …… about you
Then things would be easier

You see, the brain it thinks things,
And likes to believe what it believes
Despite what logic has to say

Deep in your bones, you feel a creaking
That’s the truth trying to seep out.
Something that can’t be true

Oh but it is, it most certainly is
So don’t be mad at your bones
You know they mean well.

You may feel small, insignificant really
But that’s a part you play
In other people’s lives you see.

And life, it’s a theatrical play
With costumes and lines to memorize
A script you must go by

If you don’t, God help you
If you go off the beaten path
To try to make something different appear

Now I know, I realize how sad
How sad and depressing this seems
But that’s just a matter of opinion

For some, some of us enjoy it
And get some sort of thrill out of it all
Which is why I’m sitting alone with a smile on my face.

Is this a waste?
A robot floating in deep space?
Surrounded by the cold and the bleak
In places the sun couldn’t reach.

What a waste.
The robot floating in space.
With stars and rockets and meteors
All seemingly whizzing past

His eyes closed.
His circuits had stopped beeping
And his program had shorted out
As he tumbled into the ever after.

Then a light.
Surrounded his tumbling remains
And a woman in white appeared
Asking him to wake up.

He’s not a waste.
His eyes flicker open
And he stares into her light.
And she envelopes him.

They twirl and twirl
As his insides begin to work
And his cold machinery warms
As they dance in the night.

The years pass
And she grows old
And time takes her away
And he’s alone again.

What a waste.
The steel becomes cold again
And he becomes lifeless
And twirls into his end.

He walked down the street
As the music beats
With a jacket over himself

Passed the burned out buildings
And crumbling ceilings
Muttering to himself.

He got to a crowd
And among the sounds
He tried to scream his best

They paid him no attention
Until he thought to mention
That he had a bomb strapped to his chest.

They asked him why
And he could not lie
So he told them the reason.

There was a voice in his head
And it was God he said.
And he couldn’t afford treason.

Although it was no fun
God’s will must be done
He told his wife he loved her.

But she didn’t understand
That this was God’s plan
Soon it would all be over.

He pulled the pin
Let the explosion begin
The debris was a flying.

Forty five people around
Who heard the sound
And now they lie around dying.

Born alone, and alone I’ll die.
She told me I’d die alone
And alone I might be.

Wake up alone, and alone when I sleep
She told me I’d be alone
And alone I might be

Walk alone, and alone I walk
She told me I’d walk alone
And alone I might be.

Live alone, and alone I’ll live
She told me I’d live alone
And alone I might be.

A robot was made

Out of metal and clay

And it was powered by the sun.

Due to his program

He had lots of friends

Who appreciated how he was differently made

As time went on

He felt he belonged

With humans and with their kind

From the start

A robot with a heart

And that’s what separated him.

But soon madness

Sprinkled in with sadness

As he wondered for what purpose he served.

The metal inside

It began to die

Along with his spark from within.

As time went on

He felt more alone

And the lights in his eyes faded out