Too many… maybe
Best place to cut is on your fingertips, Nobody checks there and you can make any excuse for it.
I could've been better,
Why didn't you let me,
Kept me in this cage for so long,
I'm trying to break free.
Not a toy you can play with,
Then throw away like a waste.
So much I missed on,
So much to catch on.
I wish I had some sense then.
Probably wouldn't have let you do what you did.
But I guess it's the time to move on
It's the time to move on...
I don’t want to drag anyone into my problems. I should be able to deal with them by myself, but I fucking can’t…
I need new haters, the old ones fell in love with me