We always looking for a break through but it's hard! harder than a cock nobody to catch ur tears Blood shocking with em true colours us when we drown but they coming and running when u starting to float u fought the waves alone... but they grab the fruits with u No apologies. what a nerve what a nerve you trying to rise from ur broken glasses let em guess! they are the cause u hurting... but u hate em but u love em Ain't u kind? when they em they say that u cruel u got used to gruel