Anthropia Whipping Soul
Bitter taste down in my lungs
The outside world's unamical (on my own)
The other boys are beating me
The girls always act with pity (whipping soul)
Damn it !
Every day the anger's growing
Could it be already this big ?
Feeling like a bomb ready to explode ...
(Dwarf, fatty, spotty, ugly)
Can't take it anymore
The only thing for me for now
Is to run out and to cry
And i cry
And i cry, hoping that the tears won't turn to blood
And i wait
For the day it will stop ...
Why can't i try counter-act, they're not better than me
So pratical to deviate all the bullying
(Please god help me, i'm one of your sheeps)
Every sign of irritation entertains them so much
Climb of disgust of myself has reached for me its top
And i cry, hoping that the tears won't turn to blood,
Their blood
They laugh
Pray, pray, pray and you'll never be on my dependance
Cry, cry, you'll cry, i swear
Now i wait, just to take revenge
It's pretty much clear now,
I'll never receive confidence of someone,
And i'll never give mine to anybody.
It may sound sad, but from today,
It will be my way to be.
