i was born on the 3rd of june into a broken family where words were used as weapons and love was a bended knee the genesis of bliss came early for me they tried to strike if from my bones but i was already free
now i'm half a person and everybody knows it that's why i have no real friends and no enemies what's the use in wasting precious energy on loving or hating someone like me
i was born to be a fool and not follow rules set to me and my words are used as weapons and my love is a history the genesis of truth came early to me and my heart feels no pain like the pang of reality
now i'm half a person and everybody knows it that's why i have no real friends and no enemies what's the use in wasting precious energy on loving or hating someone like me
i know i could have been great a real beacon of light to all those love lorn passengers of ships passing in the night