i dont think aney more
im just lifes hore
the shit you wipe off your shou
this is cos of you
life is like trying to pers your ear with a darning needel
im just week and febel
my life IS a razor blade
all i feel is beeing afrade
cos that last look did keep me out of trubul
i feel like im in a war were the rane flods and pors
were the blood hits the grawnd
and my body spireld down
i feel the bulit in my brane