You say you found your way of life. Well what you found is how to survive. You want to tell me that you're true but I don't think that I'll trust you. You try to make me understand that all my thoughts are second hand and I don't know if you will ever care enough to show any emotion. You try to make me belive that I'm just a little thief and I don't know what this could mean... did you ever think you'll win? I still don't know if you will ever care enough to show anything at all...
I choose to lose and write a funny song cause whenever I do take a stand, you tell me that I'm wrong.. Who's wrong???