Between me and you, they don’t like what I do. I shouldn’t take it to heart, ‘cause that’s all I’m used to. I’ve spent hundreds of hours on coffee and chords, Inside of my dorm room, recording my words, So I could be told, “This whining is getting old.” This is a battle of pride and progress, ‘Cause I love what I do regardless. They might be right, But don’t let their words change your life. Sure, it’s the truth, but it hurts all the same. I have grown out of t-shirts I thought fit you too, Now my pictures have put me to shame, ‘cause Now I see someone that I don’t recognize, From poses he made to the lust in his eyes. I couldn’t take his advice if I tried. (‘Cause he’s dead inside) Don’t go living for someone else ‘Cause you’ll never be happy with yourself Unless you feel the best when you feel emptyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
