You're killin me and you're still up there, askin why the hell I'm that sick all the time, crying hiding my tears away from you, and fakin it's everything okay just searchin for a FUCKIN appartament and a fuckin job.
you're killin me and you don't even notice it.
Pray with me, Forrest. Pray with me. Dear God, make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away from here.