I know they all:
Can smile with perfect teeth
Got knives to rip off my skin
Are living in this toxcity
I know they all
I know they all will turn their backs on me
Give me a reason
So I can trust you
I'm trying hard
But cannot change anything
About the way
I am
The world I live
In here is getting cold
I watch the leaves fall down
Watch myself growing old
I'd like to sleep all the time
But it's hard to ignore
It would be easier if I knew what I am fighting for
Chorus ...
The way I am
Everythings disordered
The way I am
In this poor world
The way I am
Everythings disordered
The way I act
In this poor world
I thank you all:
For beating and dissing me
For shouting and pissing at me
For being such grateful enemies
For being a comprehensible symetry
