there´s a war raging in our hearts and it´s the weakest that fall prey.
strength is to lift things up, not to push others down.
in my mind, i´m out there.
leave if you can.
hostile and warm blooded.
if we were to listen, maybe we would understand.
and you thought you had it all.
use you, break you, pretend to love and respect you.
tradition will never justify.
I have seen the end.