As i fade into hatred
i hold out my hand
there lies a rose
set where u stand
waitin in missery i just want to die
this horrible pain is gettin me high
I pitty them. They think they know how U feel
but they dont know anything.They think they're better.
They dont know U but they think they do.They think they R in control.
They treat U like a slave like they own U. They think they can make u do
all they desire.But it's never really U because they think only wat U want them to