When storm falls upon you
everyone leaves
Where'd be now,your smilin' friends
When you're locked in
the places hidden in
the cold of your heart
How can we feel
in a moment that complete
and suddenly empty
safe and then afraid
loved and then left
glad and then sad
Rage has a bitter taste
It's somethin' we have in common
That' when you see
among the dyin' crowd
you find yourself alone.
You will never find me weak
I'll be always above you
I'll never cry in front of you
What the fuck you think you doin'
who the fuck you think you are
Why the hell you think it's easy
to take a swing at me ?
I don't feel
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