A Cry For Help In A World Gone Mad (Original Posh Boy Recording-Remastered)

Sometimes I think of old friends, but they all seem the same Then I see them and they can't remember my name I guess I'm just like them, I guess I'm just a bore I could hate them, but I've never done that before I've got lots of good friends I don't want any more Sometimes when you lie to me, sometimes I'll lie to you And there isn't a thing you could possibly do All these half destroyed lives aren't as bad as they seem And then I see blood and I hear people scream Then I wake up and it's just another bad dream And I can't help myself by feeling sorry Because I gave up every chance I had It's not a movement, it's just another fad Like a cry for help in a world gone mad And I can't help myself by feeling sorry Oh, I know I gave up every chance I had It's not a movement, it's just another fad Like a cry for help in a world gone mad (What are you laughing about?)