If you had the world at your beck and call
in the palm of your hand, you possessed it all...
Our ship, through the darkened seas it lurch
For lost treasure and gold we travel in search...
Screaming for release
screaming...
You swore you'd never drink and drive
that it was stupid, wrong and sick...
Hope leaves the world
not to return till the first rays of the sun...
The difference between being popular and unpopular is the ego. |
Those who continue to abuse themselves should be left behind, for they shall never cease in their slow suicide |
Some people build you up just to knock you down, so you must learn to stay standing. |