So let me drown, so I can breathe again. I’m through choking and suffocating on alter egos and alter motives, which weigh you down and take control of the way you are, and the things that you need, the life you live and the dreams that you dream, distort and blur all in slow motion. They broke you down and now you’re broken. And it’s sadder than the saddest movie I ever saw, but with out the beauty. So I stopped watching, I stopped caring. I lost all interest and I stopped wearing these plastic smiles, I’ll wash my hands clean. I’ll forget that you forgot about me. And I’ll live the life, the big city feeling, cause it’s better than suburban dreaming. Living off the friends that hate you, who talk shit on me. Like I don’t know who my real friends are anymore. No, I don’t know you anymore..