I wouldn't have fallen if he didn't push me first

But through the abuse I found peace that wasn't supposed to be found

It's that you can see a lot clearer when you're back's on the ground

You haven't climbed the branches of hate
Disguised as a mansion
That are wrapped tight around
My once, young lungs
Playing a numb song:
"Ra-pa pum-pum."

It seems your summer in on the surface
Struggles with a winter down below
In a society that gains from your self doubt
Liking yourself, is a
Rebellious Act