Los alumnos de mi clase son el futuro lleno de espero puedo verlo en sus ojos lleno de espiritu de sus madres y padres lleno de cultura que no puede
day is through? Is it about money? Is it about fame? Is it about people knowing your name? Is it about drugs? Is it about sex? Are these all the ways
the aching, illusion the fire, the fantasy it all resides within me I search for the strength search for the strength search for the strength to stop
how you just don't have the time Until it all happens to you Why would it work when its never worked before "Lets burn all the witches, lets beat all
seem so undaunted Quick to blame the rest for what's really your own Suffer all the consequences, enough to be alone So the day will come that you regret and feel remorse for all
can't take what's in me He's raping and raping so when will he kill me? Wants to know, "Does he fuck like this...?" He stops for a moment. Will the stabbing start? Praying for
the man you are I was more impressed by your smoke screen than reality by far Your integrity needs to be redefined Your integrity is wishful thinking Your integrity is all
inside you The questions inside you Think for yourself Think for yourself The reasons inside you The reasons inside you Think for yourself Think for yourself