Letra da Música: Two Many Questions - The Bank Robbers

Sometimes i feel not wanted
Like im here for no reason
Is there a reason for everything
Or is it all just coincidental.
If we knew the answers to,
The questions that we ask ourselves each day.
Would we still turn out this way

Why do we try to answer
The questions that flow through our minds
And when we feel like dying
Is it just that we're not trying.

And why do people try to be something
That they are not
Is it a lack of self-esteem
Or is it they just wanna be..
Part of the team...and where are your friends
When they are no where to be found.