Stumbling drunk off a bus downtown 
You've got it bad for the system '
Cause you know it let you down 
You see the marks on the whores 
And the dimes they lent you 
And your paranoia soars 
On the wings of your dementia 
Without a system that compels 
The growth of human compassion 
Its a face that will never change 
Nobodys well when ever one soul suffers 
We're bound by circumstances 
We cant dissarrange 
Does shame prevent you >
From engaging in the indigents struggle 
Just filling up a vacancy 
With nothing new to live for 
When I was young and naive 
I believed 
I could be so much more 
Out of touch with a world 
That never cared or knew me 
More dead than alive when you stare right through me 
Its a face that will never, never change never change 
You could be the one 
With your hand held out