Texty: Dynamite Boy. Hell Is Other People. Background.

And I could never come to your side
I never had the time
You've never even see me
And I'm so hardly pacified
I've never even tried
Seems like I've been dreaming
Don't give a damn
Just who I am
The no-one man
At the back of the class
And you don't know how much I've cried
How many times I've died
So no one could hear me
And you can't see me when I hide
My conscience is my guide
Internally screaming
And I never came to your side
I've lost all my pride
And still you can't see me
And I'm completely petrified
My brain is almost fried
From thoughts so endearing