Seems like the more you grow, the more time you spend alone, before you know it you end up perfectly on your own. The city's shining bright, but you don't see the light;
How come you concentrate on things that don't make you feel right. Face Up, by Lights
I do everything for you.. for everyone..
and this is what I get it return..
Fuck you. I'm fed up of being treated like trash.. fuck you.
Fuck you.
Fuck you all.