Red Alert

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This is me calling, could someone get the phone, 
please, I hope you haven't all forgotten 
about me. Ev'rything is nothing, there, I've said it 
again and again and again, I'm jumping 
someone else's train. Wrong is right and right is 
wrong, can't even figure out where I belong 
now, but how am I ever gonna get a trip, when I slip 
and I trip over just about every little thing 
there is.. hey, I'm not gonna crack, I'm not gonna 
crack, I'm not gonna crack this time, I'll feel 
fine and nothing in the world is gonna make me wine... 
That's easier said than done, for sure, my mood swings 
have begun, so pure and I'm feeling 
the pain in my brain again, feeling the pain again, 
feeling so lame again... 

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out! 

This is a never ending story, I need someone to puzzle 
it for me, need someone to solve the 
mistery of the reaccuring madness, tearing me down into 
a see of sadness...sad...sad as it 
ever was...mad...mad as it ever was and I could never 
see myself sinking all the way, but now 
I'm too alone to even get away-get away from the pain 
in my brain, am I still sane? I guess I 
worry too much about what is said and done, I should 
shut down my brain and have some fun, 
but there's a fire burning inside of me, you can't put 
it out all the easily...burning is living to 
me, ev'rybody...HELP-don't need nobody! 

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out! 

I can't tell you what I really feel, 'cause in a mood 
like this I don't really feel, I'm not really me 
at all, more like a shadow of myself, trapped by my own 
mind, trapped by my own mind, 
trapped by myself, so may the force be with me forever, 
surrender to the dark side never, I 
wanna gain control you see, so that the empire's never 
gonna strike back on me...! 

In search for the homecrowd! I can't get it out