Paroles: Count The Hours. We Don't Care. A Clean, Well-Lighted Place.

Its not all just black and white anymore, there?s that ugly shade of grey. Sometimes I wish I didn?t have a heart and a soul, because there?s no risk in not hurting at all. Maybe then my eyes wouldn?t grow so old. I think its just my nature to realize the evil in everything and everyone. I envy those who sing a song much more sincere than mine. No one will ever give a shit about a kid with fear in his heart and hope in his eyes. I guess that?s how it is, life isn?t a fairy tail, and if it were, I?d fuck it up. I?m running backwards in a race I cannot win. I lost my conscience long ago. I?m in this shit for myself. Ive found that a life worth living is one where everyone else is content, and you?re fucking miserable. So take your best shot and then fail because from the start you?re not good enough