Anti-you

Like jerks in the old school
those you used to cheat
writting dreams on toilet paper
the bottle is gonna break free

u wanna walk throught a stabbed world
with no "danger" advice
run a race behind the horse
take the fake smile as a price

weird is cool now
where a blind paints my age
pray is not an option
in your book it's every page

take the heart off,
soldiers may cry
this world is insane
go and say good-bye

at the end i'm loosing you
but you don't mind
like a child begging for a few
an you saying "is not time"

slap the world... they won't care
it's an anti-world and you borned there

(F.C.O)