you know, like sin city.
the lighting and thunders...rain.
there were fights, lotsa them,
blood shed.
late nights, i didnt want to go home,
my home was a wreck, mum was biased,
she liked my brother more, she was constantly picking fights with me.
i stayed on the streets till she went to sleep,
and left for school early in the morning,
didnt want to see her.
and all i did in school was sleep and fight,
i was a tyrant, NO...we were tyrants.
Andy, Alex and I, the Dm was constantly hunting for our heads,
we skipped classes and went to the canteen to eat, sometimes we even run out of school.
all we think of was soccer, well at least we had a goal. The 3 of us were the top soccer players in our level. after school? soccer soccer soccer soccer water soccer soccer,
from the scorching afternoon sun till the evening breeze comes, we were lost.
eventually i found a girlfriend, now i have something to put my mind into,
as for them, the join a gang.
after graduating from secondary school, we splited.
we would still meet up sometimes, but super seldom, like once a month.
One fine day, i got ditched, somehow Andy was there for me, i got crushed, my soul got crushed,
i cried for 1 whole week, soon Andy and i drifted again.
They were constantly going for fights, while i, still feeling crushed stayed at home 24/7 infront of the computer, i have hundreds of msn contacts but i'll hafta admit, i dun speak to more then 20 of them.
One fateful they, they got caught, now im losing my friends,AGAIN. Alex is already in prison, Andy doesn't have much time either.......
