Why

Stabbing Westward

I am not here



I think I've never



been here at all



or ever will



I feel like a place



where no one goes anymore



why can't you see that everything's broken?



and why can't you see that my life's turned gray?



I can't believe in anything sacred



when I don't believe that I am real




it seems so bizarre



but none of this matters



thoughts disappear and hopes have died



but now i am safe nothing can hurt me here




why can't you see my need for forgiveness



the truth and the lies so confused as one



I can't believe in anything sacred



when I don't believe in anything




I am alone



locked in my memories



there's nowhere left for me to hide



but I am not real



I've made all I am with lies



why does it seem that everything's different?



and why does it seems that only you are real?



I don't believe in anything sacred



so why do I feel so damned alone?




(chorus)




I need someone to break the silence



screaming in my head



and in my soul