Dirty City

In the end it's how you are remembered 

was I good or was I bad 

was it the best time I've ever had...it wasn't. 

I don't know about you 

but there still things I have to do 

I wish I could change things but I can't 

I wish I could do what makes everybody dance 

but I'm trapped in this flesh prison 

I'm trapped in this sphere of pain 

it always seems like I'm gonna drown 

because of all the pouring rain 

So have a little pity 

I'm stuck in this dirty city 

I walk the streets alone 

I don't even own a cell phone

when this life has passed

will I be first or will I be last 

I will be myself 

my life will never be on the shelf.