United States of America, home of the free,
A place everyone calls home, a place where you can...
Can't get a break
Can't seem to ease this stress...
Heres to the girl who sits and locks herself in...
heres to the girl who stays in with the pen and...
I look in the mirror to see myself.
I look at you wanting to see someone else...
I see this guy who's pretty cute,
But he doesn't see me...
Start of the night,
It's only 7 o'clock...
Turn your face so you can't see mine
scratch your eyes until you're blind...
As things come to pass,
life starts to glare a sweet aura of grey...
Living my life is what i do,
Even thought i don't want too...
The World Trade Center
gone up in smoke...
Lost boys stalk
The strip hunting for...
How can perfection be measured
in a world that holds many faces...