'Adoption Agency' is really another one of my favourites, a song born from aggression towards my family, but this song seems to be much more hard hitting than the others; it actually talks about, well, an adoption agency, about me being not who I really am, and about actually taking action. Enjoy...

'Adoption Agency'

How do you see yourselves tomorrow
Without me...
How do you see what you'll become
When you think of what i'll be...

How can you turn away from me
And all that I do
Why don't you see what I can be
Why do you ignore me like the plague

I can't deal with this anymore
This whole loneliness
Getting to me

Yeah, yeah, i'd love to tell you
But you'd just ignore
My needs, hopes, yeah, my dreams...

(quiet)

(kick in)

(chorus)

Losing my grip on life
Losing grip on my mind
I know i'm different from you
I didn't realise how much
We differ in our own touch
How greatly I differ from you
I think I was born at the
Adoption Agency...

(build down)

(filler)

Somewhere deep inside
I hear the words you say
They mean nothing to me
Make me want to leave this place
and run away...

(filler)

I realise hate is a strong word
I know I shouldn't use it in this world
But you don't know how I feel (feel..)

I don't like to say it
Don't like to say those words
After nothing you've done for me
I don't know why I think it might hurt

You are supposed to be a family
A perfect lifelike role model for me
I guess if I should follow your rules
then what I say will not hurt at all

No,

(quiet)

(kick in)

(chorus)

(build down)

(filler)

All this hard work
Get no credit
I feel like I should go
Should I end it

I look deep inside
Look deep within
I look far outside
I see that I don't belong...

No, I don't fit in
Not with you, no, way
I think I was adopted from another
Family

No, I have no where to turn
No where to run, to seek, to hide
No one to talk to, speak my mind
No, don't know why I bother saving this life...

No, don't know why...

(quiet)

(kick in)

(chorus)

(build down)

(filler)

I feel like I do not belong
You make me think
that every single thing I happen to do
Is something I have done wrong

(quiet)

I look back
Imagine the day
My soul was given away
Taken from
The rightful place
Where I belonged
Put into the adoption
Agency...

(quiet solo)

(kick in)

(chorus)

(build down)

(filler)

(end)