2004

I’ve got nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
Everything to run for
Everything to hide for
I can’t stand it anymore
I’ve got nothing at all
You took the extra step and let me fall
Turned on me behind my back
The pressure gained and felt like a smack
Blurry vision and runny mascara
Suddenly life seems so unfair
Rumors surround me like a wave of whispers
I’ve never felt more like a drifter