Against Us

He doesn’t think so,

But he gets whatever he wants,

He won’t admit it,

He gets everything he wants,

In his eyes all you see,

Is a glazed look that seems to say,

“Why is the world going agains’t me?’,


The world is going against us all,

But admit it,

You get whatever you want,

He has seen hard times,

Well so have I,

He seems to try to release himself,

Maybe through the smoke of a cigarette,

False love perhaps,

Me however,

Not the same,

Although I hate to take the blame,

I love the attention,

But i hate the flame,

But somehow,


We create a new world,

It does not go against us,

It slowly twirls,

The high you put me on,

Is something else,


let’s melt