you think you fucking know me. but you don't know a fucking thing. so much bullshit - it surrounds me, it won't effect the way i live. trouble has always been there, always there by my side. i do the best with what i've got, it's not a lot but i know i'll survive. there's another face, won't be around very long. and another day, best believe i'm pushing on. everyone, everything - has changed so much. time and time again, i've fucked this up. all my hopes and dreams, been gone so long. now i know, my future is fucking dead. nothing was ever handed to me, but fuck that now, i can't complain. no one ever showed me the way, so i fought through life to find the next day. a lot of ugly shit i've found, slapping me right in the face. overcome, truth before trust. in myself i must believe.