Why

i miss my old life
living in the city
where theres traffic lights
and girls look so pretty
and what i’d do to get
a decent slice of pizza
or to even meet a girl
by the name of lisa
and they dont know
they dont know
how i feel
they dont know they dont know
oh they dont care
they dont know they dont know
how i feel
they dont know they dont know
oh how i feel
this quietness down here
is taking me down
just trying to keep my head
above ground
i think need i think i need to get myself away
caus ethe place down here
is killing me everyday
cause i dont know
i dont kno where to go
but as long as i as long as i find that road
they dont know they dont know
oh they dont care
oh who i am
they dont know they dont know
how i feel
so then why why
why am i here
why am i here