Counting abandoned buildings gone by,
And cutting these feelings with a knife,
Ignore my approach and call it a lie,
One more emotion for you to deny,

Don’t give in and I won’t let out
My air, so thin, to attract your grin,
My ignorance to your simplicity,

Others never call it the same,
As I am just a job and a name,
And so now I’ve become your chore,
You hate me and subdue me,
While realizing you’ve used me,

I’ve got everything to live for nothing,
Except this silly shape in a stupid place,
To fill your mood and empty your thoughts,
You’re a stepping stone on my race to claim,
You take me in and I feel the same,

All I want is your silly shape in an ugly place,
Let me sing and swing at an awful pace,
Where I storm around and forget your face.
Your reliance is gone, my resilience remains.