We love and we hate, We fight and lie and all we die a little each day. Hope is heaven reached But we fell from grace long time ago, Should we hope that the world Is going to make its peace with us? Or are we damned forever to suffer In heartless love affairs? I know that the world is a strange place, Where people die for little things as love Or as bigger things as hate Or the heat that lives in the human heart. We are forced to live with our choices. We hope and hope and never Do we...

Life of the Party Breathe, breathe I tell myself to breathe. Things haven’t changed much, just everything is not the same as before. Hide I need to hide. No! Dance, do anything to lie to them. Who? Why, the people you don’t like, have to make them like me! Silly! Of course they know, who know? Again, the people I really don’t like! Why are you laughing? I’m not, you silly thing, can’t you see I’m crying? Dying for a smoke fag shag roll in the hay With who? The stud by the wall, he’s shallow...