No single hero in this world of ours just average disagreeable little people pretending not to be coward I might as well pass in a crowd but I do not move with it as a matter of fact Whether I stick around or go anywhere now Nobody has nothing to do with that
They say a guy just has himself himself nobody else sometimes the world can turn into an actual hell We count solely on the help we can get and no matter how good you can do when things go south one single friend can't be found in the end nobody takes a chance or cope with the consequences zero tolerance! and so much arrogance they sleep safe and sound on a bed of roses no one ever knows no one wants to see though a lot of big noses poke into other folks affairs cause, well they care! Everybody says that they couldn't care less you know! they couldn't care less I know! hugs, Kisses and blesses no tangible caress total fakeness! fakeness! fakeness everywhere
yeah"
Like I said before nobody decides for nobody in very truth all about choice needless to say more the person alone shall choose
who's making the moves? who's winning? who'll lose? is there something to gain when the game has mutable rules?
saying always yes to easy success with roofs made of glass they can hear the grass grow when they guess
who's willing to lose? Everybody refuses Defeat is like bruise stones in the shoes for a few it may suits Whoops! All in name of progress