AroundWhy must you pretend I'm not here?Why is it you can't see me?I've been here all alongBut you just ignore me.Day by day I see you,And I'll cry and cryBecause it'll never be me,Never me that will suit you.Why can't you see me?Why can't you just turn around?You never hear meWhen I make a sound.Just here me,Because I'll scream out loud,I need youTo be around.Well, I see her in the hallAnd I'm sure that you do, too,But I'm not sure I look at herThe same way you do.You love her and kiss her,Oh how I wish she were me.But she's her,And I'm me.Why can't you see me?Why can't you just turn around?You never hear meWhen I make a sound.Just here me,Because I'll scream out loud,I need youTo be around.Please, why can't you justTurn around?Just become a part of me,Make me feel safe and sound.I know I'm not perfect,I know I'm not like her,But I can make you happy,And I can make you sureSure you'll want to be around.
Momma's Still ThereHave you ever seen a child try,Try to grow up too fast?You see as it's little feetstart moving at last.She starts walking for her momBut little does she know,Momma's not there anymore,She went back home.But don't you cry, little baby,Momma's still there.Inside your heart,She'll be forever.She won't leave you,She never did,So don't you worry,Don't you cry,Momma's still there.The baby looks at daddy,Who's crying into his hands,She coos and seems to smile,And falls right before him.He cried and criedAs he looks into her eyes.They're hers.Beautiful hers.But don't you cry, little baby,Momma's still there.Inside your heart,She'll be forever.She won't leave you,She never did,So don't you worry,Don't you cry,Momma's still there.Sixteen years in the future,Her daddy's drunk and vile.He's abusive and careless,And makes her cry.She don't know what else to doBut sit and wish to die.She wishes someone caredAbout how she feels.But then remembers.There's no
RedemptionDrugs were my haven,Now they're my Hell.I couldn't seePast their silent spell.And though I triedDay by day,"I cannot make it through,"I'd say.Through all my painsAnd all my griefs,I felt that drugs protected me.I thought it was fine,I thought it was okay,But I lost my friends,Family turned away.So here I sitOn this empty street,Hopeless and lonelyWith nothing to eat.I reflect on my past,And miss those so dear.Then I look 'round.They're nowhere near."It's all your fault,"They all would say,"Don't blame the drugs,You chose this strange way."While they are right,They're horribly wrong."You've no ideaI'm stuck in the song."This endless psalm of misery,Of hate and of woe.My parents despise meAnd tell me to go.People have cursed me,But what did I do?This was playedBefore I strayedSo tell me:What if this were you?