a year ago500+ Views
Again with your excuses I'm through with your abuses The player always loses Gets stuck with all the bruises Who is it we hate this week? What part of me do you choose to beat? Is it a pleasure to see me weak? To burn what little smiles I keep? Trying to force me to play a role Trying to steal away all my control Well I'm fed up, now heads will roll Until the day you finally know That I don't owe you a fucking thing You may say dance, but I'd rather sing I'll fly even if you clip my wings 'Cause I'm strong enough to face anything
One day I'm going to add pictures to these. But not today.