Look at me now! br Flipping off churches and spitting at stars around the moon br Hoping, dreaming, praying, wishing br ... br Maybe you'll come home soon br But even if you did, would I still be alive? br br And now I've grown so distant br Even from the ground I stand on br br Perfectly complete br Completely revolting br br And I've had this feeling, br that If I met me on the streets br I'd want to kill and rob me br br Nowadays I'm Hoping, dreaming, praying, wishing br ... br Maybe you'll come home soon br ... br Yet I'm wondering, fearing, and dreading the possibility br ...