we try to be tough and say it does not bug us
we try to smile and go throught the days wit happiness
we try to tell ourselves everything is fine, that nothing you say or do can change our minds
we try to be secure and live without missorri...but yet we feel as if were torn apart
into the world we hate.. divided amoungst the lost souls.. waiting for the devils toll
to take us under his controll and mess up our mind
and leave us believe tat it's ok to hate the world we live in today
