the big guy without hair annoys me
reminds me of wounds from the past
if I only had an old brother
I'd ask him to make that guy fall
crawl
cry
where are the people that I love now
when I need them the most
the big fuck's attacking
leaving not much but a spot
a dry spot
cry your weak heart out
don't make it hard on me
cry your weak heart out
cry your weak heart out
don't make things hard on me