Texty: Final Fight. Under Attack. One And Two.

I wouldn't know how to start with you, the most depressing kid I know. If I could just strangle the wrolds from you and me. Giving up your life, you already gave it up. Ignoring every word I said, ignoring every word I wrote. I wish your life was with me it's way out there. I wish your life was here please, it's way out there. I wish I could spill out everything to you. I'd call you a fucking coward and express my love too. It's so easy to run and hide behind your lies. It's so damn easy to leave without putting up a fight