All your reactions are like annoying papercuts It's so petty and insignificant Between my fingers there're little drops of blood I can't understand it anymore I just can't I'm trying to calm down my ego and my bad temper But it unbelievable how it kills me every time I know that it's all not more than weightless paper But I feel as if some heavy shield of metall falls over my pride. This world is a good place to learn You're making your moves and get what you earn.
I'm losing my faith 'cause you're jealous day in and day out But I won't give up so you'd better get ready for the next round I won't give up You worth every drop of my blood I am to show you there're things inside of you that simply need to be cut.