Who can point a finger at what’s not understood, when you can’t explain why you don’t know a thing
He’s always got his headphones in and he talks to no one, he has a frown on his face and dresses in dark shadesÂ
He sits by himself, alone all the time, when he tries to talk, you all look with judging eyes, but he’s not dumb, he ain’t blind
And maybe he goes home and thinks suicide
Who can point a finger at what’s not understood, when you can’t explain why you don’t know a thing
She’s always been a slut, always been so fun, but she’s trying to walk away, you won’t let her have a say
She’s tried to say no, but everyone just takes cause its always been that way, but maybe she’s trying to escape
And maybe she thinks that death may be the only way
Who can point a finger at what’s not understood, when you can’t explain why you don’t know a thing
Dominoes, we’re all just dominoes, when one falls, we’ll all fall down, one day when you understand you could’ve helped them stand, you can help them stand
In the end, we’re all broken, in different times, in a different place
But in the end, we’re all chosen to take the time to break our chains
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i know how these people feel i am trying to over come there sucicide thoughts but some time they dont work