o peer don ain't it hard to carry on the air cuts thick you're thinking everybody's gone cheap hotel room sleeping till the afternoon spitting blood into the sink howling at the fullest moon they can cart you of to bellerue let you know that you're mad but they'll never make you harmless they'll leave you hungry and it you're down don't it get you sad that moon can shine like silver but your eyes they're filled with rain you're scarred you're scared and lonely leaves you searching for the vein so you steal night down that hollow path where the lost and broken poets hide but you're just grazing your fleash there (still a loner) coming out the other side they can cary you off to bellerue let you know that you're mad but they'll never make you hanmless they'll leave you hungry and if you're down don't it get you sad o peer don ain't it hard to carry on the waves may pull you under but no ones really gone you can cart him off to bellerue let him know that he's mad but you're nerer gonna moke him harmiless you it leave him hungry and if he's down don't it get you sad if he be down don't it get you sad