I can’t change What you see in front of your eyes.  Cough and die, do what is right.  Do you even want to be alive

Way long ago, I was betrayed, stabbed in the back, by your half faced friends. This is what you wanted, don’t turn around, I will

It’s as classy as something, that everyone knows, like who are you now, and counting your toes.  It’s just all that simple, but everyone’s vain.