Change and friends turn to enemies.
Hate changes what you mean to me.
Thats not how it's supposedto be.
Take something that was never yours.. for fake recognition of your name..

It's easier to steal than to create.

All those times I swore "It won't happen twice.."
You wont take this from me, not this time..

Twenty-five and yet a child in my eyes..

Both of your failures somehow make it right.