• We are but men. . . .Protecting our pride, again and again.
    I have lost so much. . .I have no more to lend.
    I am not the lover. . . But the freind.
    Used and broken until the end. . .

    You hide your arrogance with false innocence.
    I've lost my concionse. . And fading tolerance.
    Using your offence as you defence. . .You destroy all trace of sence.
    The opposite of inscence. . .Making everything around you tense.

    All that's you. . .And all that crap you spew. . .
    I hate it all. . and all the things you do.
    Who i know, i don't have the right to choose . ..If the game of life, i always lose
    You use fear to justify . . .All your blatand lies. . .And it's you i despise.

    Taking solice. . In your pain. . .
    You are a sacrificial pawn. . I my game. . . You will burn in my flame.
    No matter how much you put me down. . . On your sunny day, i will be the rain.
    Am I insane?. . .. Grabbing for happiness i can't attain.