so you think you can take me? break me? fuck, you cant even wake me, oh shit you want me die? hah you cant even shake me and if you want me to stop you gon have to fuckin make me. im sick and tired of lisnin to you i dont give a fuck bout what ever you do. what? you gon stab me? and now i cry in the morning? is anger forming? and spilling and pouring? well sip back up cause im rid of this shit thas it good battle imma find a chair and sit