the big guy without hair annoys me

reminds me of wounds from the past

if I only had an old brother

I'd ask him to make that guy fall

crawl

cry



where are the people that I love now

when I need them the most

the big fuck's attacking

leaving not much but a spot

a dry spot



cry your weak heart out

don't make it hard on me

cry your weak heart out

cry your weak heart out

don't make things hard on me