You hate burns on your face and wheni glance at and look away i remember when i was like you hating the world just because i could and right when i lost everything including my love all the passion was gone and i couldnt regain strength and i always seemed liek i have strings attched to me.. copy every moment i gasp for air and it was me dying and as i thought to myself this isnt what i want people to think of me so i changed corey fuckin grow up