I've been taught not to lie. I was a scout full of pride. But I can't share none of what I'm feeling now. And you resent me. But it's the lies that keeps you around. I'm not perfect, I'm just a f
Take a walk on the why side. A fast ride, through anarchistic eyes. Take a look at the real world. The wheels turn, on sugar coated lies Reality is a fist *, a kiss first. A rat infested ride. La
Being alone I've been alone. So gone so long that I got tired of it. There's something wrong I can't recall the last. The first time that I felt happy. So you come up with this song. To sing alon