No one sees No one knows the pain No one sees what I see in you No one feels the same No one sees myself like you do DJ mash up, then mash up the deck The microphone champ is live and direct Tek time, everyting's live and that

Situation number one, it's the one that's just begun But evidently it's too late Situation number two, it's the only chance for you It's controlled by denizens of hate Situation number three, it's the one that no one sees Is all too often dismissed as

Who am I? Who am I? When I don't know myself Another day I was already missing Before the night I left Of painted walls and football on the TV No one sees me I fade away

Laying in the light Put out the fire in your head And lay with me tonight You are not alone She sees him laying in the bed alone tonight The only thing a touching him is a crack of light Pieces of her hair are wrapped around and 'round his fingers He

It's nothing as it seems The little that he needs The little that he sees Don't feel like home Ease a little out And all these words alone is nothing like a poem Putting in, inputting in Don't feel like methadone

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Someone who never asks for love Are you that somebody Who sees a wall and breaks it Are you ready to fight just to see what's lost behind my flaws But knows how to take it Can you love me naked Take away the big shirts,

No one sees the difference in the land Where the sky meets earth Form horizons Hand of stone Arm of strength Nature's fire Fist of gold Venom stains the lips and burns the tongue With vengeance and hatred Extremities forged in nature's fire

Ahhh-ahhh, ahhh-ahhh, ahhh-ahhh, ahhh-ahhh So do you not want me to come over? Not much we know, so off we go Lazy bones and no concern Sees forty one mosquitoes flying in formation I'm alright, but my pet cockroach died of starvation Sleep 'till late, I

When you think that no-one needs you Sees you or believes you No ones there to understand I'll be there to be that someone When you think that no one, is there to hold your hand And if you're in, you know I'm in I'm ready and I'm willing How you spend

Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, She looks so fine Like champagne or wine No one ever gets her Oh ain't she cool Plays us for fools If we want to let her Across the room she sees some buffoon Blown away by her style