We're sick of starving. We're sick of being snubbed. Gave up on love. 'Cause we've been hurt enough. . We're just trying to make our way. But there's too many obstacles in our way.
So here, yes, here we stand. Clenching our hands. Backed up, backed up against the wall. . These times, they move too fast. I'm left in the past. But those things, those things never last.