The bigger they are...
You think you can order us...

This is such a stange poem and it’s really...
Overworked again...

Here in this world I gaze in fear
Suspiciously thinking of all the lies...

He closed his eyes breathing deeply
His pounding heart is clearly heard...

I run into another trap
Again I am unable to flee...

My world is gray, cold
I enter my broken home...

I keep my feelings held tightly in my chest
My anger and resentment try to do their best...

If I told you that I’m fine
Would you believe it...

Seductive smiles tempt our fate
Whispers release what we love and hate...

With black clouds billowing across the stone
Upon a high rise were no sun has shone...

Heart beats strongly
Burning with passion, love, hate...

I know we're dancing near the edge
The fine line they warned us to avoid...