You see her as the strong, confidant dominatrix,
The one who doesn't give a sh*t...

Where is my home?
I may never know...

We bumped into each other the other day
its kinda strange...

Your eyes, a doorway to your mind
your full lips, a passage to your passionate kiss...

This pressure is too much to handle
scandals slander my name...

I don't know how it got this way
my past is phased...

I'm fu.cked
theres no where to go...

I'm trying to hold on
but my fingers are slipping, sweat dripping from...

This is for the real who feel the pain and endure
For the real who with, no stimulant, no drugs, no...

Just another soldier
serving in this war we call an American dream...

Why do you feel you must hide this from me?
I've noticed the changes, they're not hard to see...

The ones that know you most,
are the tears youve cried...